Persuading you to put on trousers this morning, even though you didn't really believe "surfers wear them at this time of the year too, y'know..."
Day 4 of feeling so poorly I can't do anything except tap and click on my lap top and read.
So thankful my Dad has been around to help with Sam.
Starting to feel inspired to write now that my brain has had a chance to rest and think because the whirling dervish who normally transports it has had final warning from her body that she needs to rest and get well.
Furious at the Comprehensive spending review and feeling more and more lucky instead of desperate about my current situation, and trying not to fear the future.
Disappointed that I am not performing poetry tonight as planned.
Needing some community, as ever.
Wondering if I can still plant bulbs in the front garden now there has been a thick frost?
Loving the Plum Village web site : "Breathe, you are online"
Looking for peace.
Striving to be a good mum.
Living in the moment and practising mindfulness.
Thinking about the Tor.
Wishing I was better with words.
Leaving the bags at the gate and running up the hill feeling free.
The veil is thin...Let Go
Love, Love, Love xxx