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Category Archives: confession
Some I love yous are too complicated…
Perhaps I have not learnt to appreciate certain styles of poetry, I find it personal and very subjective when it comes to sharing poetry.
Either you love it or you don’t, or perhaps you just don’t get it.
It’s similar to saying I love you, either the feeling is reciprocated, or not, or perhaps you just don’t get it.
Similar to songs.
You love it, get it and appreciate it.
Or it simply makes no sense to you.
Calendar Meditations
I spend a lot of time staring at my calendar.
The calendar on my wall.
On my phone.
On my iPad.
On my computer screen.
Sometimes this brings me a sense of calm.
It allows me to see how my life will pan out in the coming days, weeks and months.
Sometimes this brings a slight panic that starts to well up deep inside.
It shows me how my life might or might not be in the coming days, weeks and months.
So I remind myself.
Manage what is within your control.
The rest, let it go.
All that and more, goes on in my mind when you see me staring at my calendar.
Peu á peu
Some days are just filled with as much frustration as there are things to be grateful for.
It’s better to find sweetness in those small moments than to let the disappointments get you down.
I can do this.
Most of Love is Lost
I have been practising the Four Agreements since the start of this year.
And I have not been very successful at all.
Not even with the First Agreement: Be Impeccable with Your Word.
It is much harder than I imagined.
The first doodle of 2018 is inspired by Don Miguel Ruiz’s book, The Four Agreements.
And of course, the greatest poet philosopher, Khalil Gibran.
And, my failures and mistakes.
Treat Yo Self Part II
“Students are the hardest working people on this planet.” – according to students.
They deserve every mini celebration!
This post features my daughter Nadia who is *working hard* on her university final exams.
With a special appearance from Wellington the Bear, a trusty long time companion.
Treat Yo Self Part I
Life is tough.
Life is also short.
I believe in mini-celebrations of success.
Even micro ones.
Nano ones.
Conundrum
We listen to seek understanding.
Or at least we try to.
Yet it is not often easy.
But definitely worth it.
Clueless
There are times when I am just walking down the street, minding my own business when suddenly I am struck by cluelessness.
As if everyone in the world knows what they are doing and why, and I am the only soul here who is entirely clueless.
Then I look around and think again.
Perhaps everyone else is as clueless as I am. And it’s OK.
No need to panic.
First World Problem
Hotel rooms.
The knobs and buttons for all the various lighting fixtures in hotel rooms will forever remain a mystery to me.
Trying to switch them all off simultaneously so that I can sleep in complete darkness is always a challenge.
Me and my first world problems.
