Making peace with the pieces…

Making peace with the pieces. I am having a melancholy moment. I am always letting go… The past is the past and its gone really, even though I continually try to drag it into the present. Fragments of the past remain with me here today and its up to me to keep sweeping them away when they trouble me, or to find the pieces, put them together and then shelve them after I have made peace with the pieces. Sometimes I come across a group of fragments that create a beautiful image, a memory of something precious and when I find them I can fit them together to make a whole picture and keep this treasure together in a frame on my mantle. Its lovely to come back to these images and revisit with the memory. Sometimes I miss what has gone, really it may not have gone. Really it…

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It’ll Work…

It’ll Work There are things that only yesterday used to work. Each day things in your life change without you even noticing. It changes in the tiniest increments barely visible to the naked eye or comprehensible by the mind. It changes in degrees, in seconds, in heartbeats, in flashes, in steps and turns, in a thought, in an attitude, in a decision or choice…. And all without our knowledge, observation, understanding, or seemingly our choice or permission. The thing is that every degree, second, heartbeat, thought, choice, is some kind of decision, either by our free will whether we are aware of that or not or by what circumstances life has thrust upon us, and even then as it is thrust upon us we have choices and decisions and reactions to make second after second after second. So when I come to the today of my life and that particular…

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