Your Opinion…

So then. I’m close to finishing up a pretty good blog when I sidestep onto Facebook. “Just for a second”, I tell myself. Nasty habit. Of course, you’d never do that because you’re perfect. Me? Not so much. Whatever, I see the achy-breaky posts from friends, real and virtual, who have been in the throes …

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Favoured

I kept looking back at him. Clearly, I couldn’t leave him so turned around. At first, I bent over a bit, looking down and speaking in a half-whisper. That didn’t work. I squatted, then knelt. The pavement felt like ice. Was he breathing? I couldn’t tell. Tears pushed through. I continued speaking softly. “Can you …

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Mirror, Mirror…

Her jaw moved fast. Up and down and up and down. Different than when you’re cold and your teeth chatter, hers clicked like a typewriter, only softer. The clacking stopped when she spoke, then started again as soon as she stopped. I assumed the movement was involuntary. Dishevelled, she wore layers of clothing, each as …

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On this New Year’s Eve…

2018 is fading fast. 2019 waits patiently for that ball to drop so it can enter. I’m hunched over my computer, feverishly sketching an outline to a story. It’s an arduous process. Gradually, though, the screen fills with words. They are at once familiar and brand new, pulled from memories of my yesterdays and dreams …

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Dreaming… It’s A Good Thing

Do you ever wish you could leave the everyday behind and retreat forever into your imagination’s happy place? Children have the advantage over us adults on that score, slipping seamlessly between the real world and dreamscape. “Fine when you’re a kid,” adults moan en masse, “but I’ve too many important things to take care of!” …

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Closing In On Zen…

Ooh, epiphanies. Gotta love ‘em, especially those rare, brighter than bright ones that linger long enough for you to sink a smidgen deeper into a cosy “Ah, yes, now I see!” space. I love that they bring an assurance that all is blessedly right with my world. In those milliseconds, spaced-out and feeling groovy, I …

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Different Walks… Literally.

I stifled my laughter. Laughing aloud would have been misinterpreted and I’d have been loath to let anyone think I was mocking him. It wasn’t the feeble, bent-over soul getting on the bus that I would have been laughing at though. I saw The Old Man, a character Tim Conway created when part of The …

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Not One Only…

Working with the “gut” takes practice. I’m not talking about - erm – movements - although they’re important, too - rather I’m talking about how the gut responds to triggers in my day. My gut has been talking to me in some surprising ways lately. I didn’t always pay attention, but I am now. There …

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