Resolve: The Sound of One Foot Slapping or The Dance of the Dominoes

There are bits of me all over the place, in various work books, on a receipt in my glasses case and spilling out behind me – I’m not sure if that’s like Hansel and Gretel’s crumbs and I’ll be able to scoop myself back together, or whether in fact it’s more of a pied piper feat and I’m rounding up stray bits of others?

I’m loath at this point to try and juggle those facial expressions, personalities, many hued natures and tales that range from woe to happy self-actualisation. It would require me to take responsibility for the telling and to play God about the endings.”… Read More Resolve: The Sound of One Foot Slapping or The Dance of the Dominoes

Don’t Pay the Ferryman: The Capricious Whims of Fate

But there will be no paying of the ferryman until he gets you from the beginning, through the middle and to the other side…the idea alone is not much of a journey and there is no destination until I try and set out. And how can there be capricious whims of fate when fate has been stalled? So I have been wondering about ways of really getting started.… Read More Don’t Pay the Ferryman: The Capricious Whims of Fate

What’s Your Beef? Liberation Pie

first met my best friend when I was 8. We were in the Brownies together. But I was sports mad and when my sisters moved up to Girl Guides I decided to give it up as too many activities clashed with weekend sports commitments. I then next encountered my bestie when her mother became my 5th Grade teacher. Her father came into class to teach us all to knit. I thought they were a very liberated family. Catherine and I then went to the same high school. But it wasn’t until later in our schooling years that she “found me sleeping in an ancient history class” and we became very close… Read More What’s Your Beef? Liberation Pie