on this christmas eve


There is something peculiar in the air this morning. I feel a gladness without exactly knowing why. I like it. It brings me peace. 

I haven’t written in a long while but today I was reminded that maybe I should, perhaps even write a book! Well maybe someday. Today I am reminded by much. The past, the present — how time is both an illusion, a confusion and a cross we must all bear. I’ve learned the value of trusting life in all its mysterious ways of unfolding and closing off; of giving and taking away; of bliss and pain; of yearning and loss; of light and darkness. 

I’ve found, in the spirit of the yuletide season around me at the moment, my own sense of peace and belonging within my skin and bones. And in the quiet hush of winter, the lull on the streets of London this Christmas Eve, the cold wind that grazes my face, I am reminded of this one simple truth that has graced mankind for a long as we have existed – all that really matters in this world is Love. Nothing else comes close. No other thing.





The Heart and the Bottle: A Tender Illustrated Fable of What Happens When We Deny Our Difficult Emotions – Brain Pickings


https://www.brainpickings.org/2015/05/14/oliver-jeffers-the-heart-and-the-bottle/

A good and a tender tale of grief locked away for years…article courtesy of Brain Pickings www.brainpickings.org

the little people


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Images used courtesy of Slinkachu, the wonderful artist

I noticed a man this morning. I saw him twice, first near the tube station on my way in to work and then just a while ago as I was heading out to lunch. He was dressed in black carrying his belongings (perhaps his home) in two black sport bags, one in either hand. His face, though worn and tired, was held high. He walked with purpose yet I wondered if he had a destination in mind. The second time I saw him he was walking pass the BBC building, the new shiny one on Portland Place, where other well-meaning humans were gathered in their immaculate suits, having lunch, talking red noses and how to raise funds for those in need. They probably had their bags and stuff stored safely on the premises’ cloakroom. Look out your window folks — those in need are a lot closer than you think. Do you see them?