Part 1. The Power of the Question
I believe we empower ourselves most when we sit before the
metaphorical mirror and ask the questions that shine the brightest
light on the subject of our lives. Only by shining the light do we
become aware of the shadows. But of what use to the self is the
question in the absence of the brutally honest answer?
So let me ask you a question that you may not have asked yourself.
Forgive me if this stirs in you an uncomfortable response.....
you ever feel sick and tired of where your life is going?
wind howls at your windows, the rain lashes at your door. As you
curse the weather and tightly draw those heavy drapes to the world
outside, you feel sure today must be another day spent indoors.
No! The kids outside... they know best! Chuckling and indifferent,
joyful and free, the message of their timeless innocence surely
teaches us all that we need to know.
cold water, life is best when you jump right in!
the hatches to your rainy heart, open up your windows to the world
outside your door.
At The Water's Edge
(A poem inspired by my love of the Lake District)
I barefoot trod the wooded pass at the water's edge
Caressed by softly swaying grass at the water's edge
Beneath the sanguine, starlit sky
The tadpole winked at the butterfly
Which danced in effervescent flight at the water's edge.
The dappled deer skipped by the path at the water's edge
Where silken, scented flowers laughed at the water's edge
The rock pools glistened 'neath the moon
Which listened to the happy tune
Wow. This single statement seemed so indicative of the life I'd
led up until the moment I first came upon it, around ten years ago.
And as I digested these words for the first time, I felt a tingling
shudder of realisation at the truth they embodied -together with a
fresh sense of hope- as the cutting profundity of this “message for
life” carved it's indelible mark deep into my heart.
all know that life can change in an instant. And for me, this
statement represented that instant. The Taoist proverb states, “When
the student is ready, the master appears”.
Rise and shine. Breathe and
smile. Greet this momentous day with outstretched arms. Shake off the
troubles of your sorry yesterday. They can do you no harm. Yesterdays
are history. Tomorrow is a mystery. Today is a gift,
whichiswhywecall it “the present”. So unwrap your gift with the keen wonder
of a child on Christmas morning. Take this gift. Love it, celebrate
it. Share it with everyone like a smile on a grinning face. Open your
heart. Open your mind. Like parachutes, minds work best when open.
the earliest age I loved to create, doodling on anything I could get
my hands on. I recollect my early sense of wonder as this new world
of unending possibility unfolded. Smiles of gentle encouragement from
family quickly elevated my self-esteem as a budding, young artist.
enthusiasm blossomed further upon winning first place in our infant
school art competition!
design was to adorn the front cover of our school sports day
became hailed as the “class artist”, from then on being elected
for lead roles in design projects.