The Kinder Surprise

Do you… a) Hate surprises b) Love surprises c) Your inner jury is still out on the matter d) What are surprises e) Depends on the kind of surprise it is . .… Continue reading

The Daughter of Deep Silence

. “Deep vengeance is the daughter of deep silence.” ― Vittorio Alfieri . When you think of silence, Is it a place or an action filled with light or with dark? Is it… Continue reading

Living in the Fifth House

There’s going to be a mix of astrology and not astrology in this post… you have been warned. And I’m going to ramble, but you know I do that… (and you also know… Continue reading

I Ran… (and now I let my fingers do a walk of shame)

Do you want the long version or the short version? For those of you who have read my posts, you’re probably wondering if I even know what a short version is. Yes, I… Continue reading

The Lessons We Learn from Narcissists

Have you met a narcissist? Have you had a relationship with a narcissist? Is the person whom you think is a narcissist really a narcissist or are you the narcissist who thinks that… Continue reading

The View from Other Eyes

There are images which I hold in my mind’s eye of moments that stood out somehow and burned themselves into the inner retina. Some are silly, some serious, most are a mix of… Continue reading

The Ordinary Way

Do you ever think about all the images which bombard your mind on a daily basis? The images don’t have to be actual photographs, they can be words which conjure up pictures, or… Continue reading

Love and the Narcissist’s Child

. Can you recall the moment that the concept of Love first became a conscious consideration for you? When did you start thinking about Love? When did you become aware that a certain… Continue reading

To a brave man every soil forms his country

The title of this post comes from a translation on the back of a Japanese wall hanging… . . which was given to my partner, long before I met him, by his father,… Continue reading

What Would You Like Me to Write About?

The other day I wrote a post about how blogs are people, how what you find on a blog reflects the person behind the blog who experiences all the ups, downs, and usual… Continue reading

Blogs are People

We, the people… shouldn’t that be… We are people… ? because we are people, aren’t we? and the ‘the’ just sounds like… (a band name) . . something which separates us from who… Continue reading

The Simple Charm of the Daisy

. “The splendor of the rose and the whiteness of the lily do not rob the little violet of it’s scent nor the daisy of its simple charm. If every tiny flower wanted… Continue reading

The Sense of Being Heard

Every time I learn a life lesson, when it sinks in, penetrates my thick skull, works its ways through the pink labyrinth inside, and reaches the part of me which can rewire my… Continue reading

the curse of the gypsy blood

. “There’s a race of men that don’t fit in, A race that can’t sit still; So they break the hearts of kith and kin, And they roam the world at will. They… Continue reading

How to Deal with the Mental Mayhem of Mercury Square Mars

. I keep trying to write this post… (seems to me your ‘trying’ is trying of a different sort and that’s about it) but I keep getting interrupted… (‘distracted’ would be more precise)… Continue reading

To find a form that accommodates the mess…

. “To find a form that accommodates the mess, that is the task of the artist now.” ― Samuel Beckett . Why do we like circles? Is it because we’re made of them…… Continue reading

Christmas, Capricorns, Narcissists and New Year

It’s that time of year… When the past and the future meet in the present… … Okay, that happens all the time… … However we’re more mindful… (oh, mindfulness, you new trendy hot… Continue reading


. It’s just not going to work out. I felt a melancholic relief as I finally admitted that to myself. As much as I don’t like it sometimes when I’m honest with myself…… Continue reading

Before and Afterwards

. “No amount of fire or freshness can challenge what a man will store up in his ghostly heart.” ― F. Scott Fitzgerald . There is a red bull can which keeps appearing… Continue reading

Out of Place

. “It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs… Continue reading

A Very Merry… Dirty post

No, not that kind of dirty… this kind of dirty… . . “We say ‘forest’ but this word is made of the unknown, the unfamiliar, the unencompassed. The earth. Clods of dirt. Pebbles.… Continue reading

burning and spinning and guttering in the centre…

“They were the cars at the fair that were whirling around her; no, they were the planets, while the sun stood, burning and spinning and guttering in the centre; here they came again,… Continue reading

Shock me, Amadeus!

. “I am not thoughtless but am prepared for anything and as a result can wait patiently for whatever the future holds in store, and I’ll be able to endure it.” ― Wolfgang… Continue reading

Schisms and Svatantrya

. The freedom to be who you are… that sounds nice, doesn’t it. Think of all the things you could say, do… if you could just be… yourself. It plays the music of… Continue reading

One eye sees, the other feels

. “A line is a dot that went for a walk.” ― Paul Klee . Sit down with me for a moment, rest your weary bones, your aching muscles, give the vessel which… Continue reading

Why the world wags and what wags it…

  . “You may grow old and trembling in your anatomies, you may lie awake at night listening to the disorder of your veins, you may miss your only love, you may see… Continue reading

To look at something that can gaze back at you

. “To look at something that can gaze back at you, or that has a reserve and depth, can heal your eyes and deepen your sense of vision.” ― John O’Donohue . One… Continue reading

The Lash of Truth May Draw Blood

. “To free the soul from the chains of illusion in order that the lash of truth may draw blood at a greater number of points.” − definition of Disenchantment by Ambrose Bierce,… Continue reading

…with an unbearable sweetness

. “She was breathing deeply, she forgot the cold, the weight of beings, the insane or static life, the long anguish of living or dying. After so many years running from fear, fleeing… Continue reading

An Upturned Soul Update

Hello everyone, I’m going to be mainly absent from my blog over the next few weeks. I’m doing a bit of this: . . Actually I’ve already done a bit of that, and… Continue reading

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