The Magic in your first breath
The magic in your first breath

From delivery the gift of the breath, continues throughout your Life, until every end. Taken for granted each time for sure it is, but yet when focused, what a miracle each breath is. The air that enters to warm, to support growth and you through good times and bad. As we clutter and cram our...

I know we miss the point

The point is not the taking from one other, nor the locking away in fear, my life and what enrichment it should bring to those around me. Equally it isn’t the continual surrender of my life to the gods of this place, that can be taken from me in an instant, by the whim of...

A walk in the sand
A walk in the sand

Life is like a day at the beach. White sands, peaceful, waves caressing gently the shore. Barefoot, sand wet and cool between the toes. No one around, all to yourself, you are. Light wind on the cheek, sun warm on the face, clouds drifting peacefully by. Into this world, born you are. Naked, full of...

Success
Success

Deep in your subconscious programmed it has been, to continually strive, to purchase, to have and strive and to be seen. Yet stolen I declare this word to be, replaced by a thirst so toxic. Placed onto a wheel, without end you have been. There is no end to this hypnotism my friend, just running...

To be brave considered
To be brave considered

Thoughts about Bravery perhaps initially bring to mind the battlefield. The act of overcoming fear, even fear of death. But is this the bravest? Others considered bring to mind: Jumping out of a plane, going fast on a race track, walking into a dark space, pushing through barriers of phobia and more. Whatever comes to...

The beating of a drum
The beating of a drum

Seductive the vibration can be. Something really attractive at times if attention paid. Speaks to the core of the being, draws you in. If heard from a distance, it triggers something inside that resonates and pulls the person close. The beating drum. Better still when many come together in harmony just so. Can take you...

A painter we each are
A painter we each are

Each new day we wake, a clean canvas waits. Each day we are opportune to paint in a new way, a master piece, same as yesterday, or not. The brushes, some you have carried all your life. Comfortable in the hand, used a thousand times before. The good, the perfect, the blissful, but also those...

What really matters?
What really matters?

When the light that is your life dulls and fades, gently ebbing back to where it came. What remains is what you focused on. Such is the impact of those decisions you took, whilst experience and time gave opportunity. Fading most quickly is that of the material world. That of brick and mortar, metal and...

The as human spirit begins to respond to the call.

It is easy to see there is much trying to suffocate and make toxic around us. Its intention, to be the consumer of what it is to be alive, to be human, to be us at the core. It wants to consume and control for all time, yet to come. The us, the unbelievable us,...

Enough, isn’t it?
We are born, all needed already

We are born, all needed already Once born, given, all needed, no cost or justification, just given no questions asked. Our free will, our freedom of choice, the right and responsibility to treat others well, the decisions to make to build up or tear down. To be honest, honest enough to allow life to teach...

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