Sep
29
Impromptu Letters | Ability, anger, Control, harsh words, Love
A lover’s quarrel has very little to do with love. It is the antithesis of love, one might say anti-love; a conquest where one is right and one is wrong. The behaviour of couples who fight betrays the odds of staying together. They may stay physically together,… (read the rest)
Sep
28
Impromptu Letters | Belief, equilibrium, intuition, passion, self doubt
The mind believes what it perceives. It shapes into being the messages we send out. Intuition and perseverance on the other hand are as common as rainfall in Africa – you have to search for it, dig deep and listen for it to appear. Each of these… (read the rest)
Sep
26
Anthologies | adulthood, Change, Control, Faith, Measure
We are all given the tools to equip our lives with acceptance, the necessary seeds of change. We detest change. Like a fish monger, we scale away the samples that come our way and in the end throw down any element we deem unsuitable. In essence, we… (read the rest)
Sep
24
Anthologies | Day, Energy, Love, manipulation, Spirit
Our thoughts are always transparent to our spirit. There is no delay in calling out what we have done. My only request when you read this letter, is that you realize the source; my inability to act with more kindness during my day. Today I connected and… (read the rest)
Sep
22
Impromptu Letters | antics, Caregiver, composure, Day, Soap opera
During meditation last week a naughty little thought came to mind : Are we feeling a little superior because of the apparent ability to cope with our day, when others seem to lack such capacity? I say this in practical jest. As you peruse your office space,… (read the rest)