Sunday, 23 March 2014


 When those random acts of life cast you adrift; making you doubt all that was once so familiar ; causing grief and uncertainty; it is then you have the choice to do nothing, curling in corners like a wounded cur; howling to the moon at the injustices of that fickle friend Fate .... or to look past the anger and hurt  to truly see what has evolved from the darkest of times.  
It is the balancing that accompanies a stumble and fall which needs to be held onto; not the factors of the fall itself. 
As the Dalai Lama once said
"I find hope in the darkest of days, and focus in the brightest. I do not judge the universe."
It is hard. I admit to howling at the moon, often; in that futile way small children do in a fit of pique at not being given their own way.
 Yet following on from recent events, the value of true friendships and the kindness of all around us have served to show that the Universe still has balance; and we mere mortals simply need to adjust in order to rebalance ourselves within it.


  1. I just love the way you write - beautiful. x

    1. Thank you, that is a lovely thing to hear. I write, because not to would fill all those tiny nooks and crannies in my brain with jumbled words and half formed phrases, snatched from still moments in a humdrum day.... A tangle on paper quiets the tangled mind; well for a while, anyway x