Some years ago, I was sitting in a flower bed at 2am with a dear friend of mine. We were somewhat worse for wear and attempting to… Read more “the bear necessities of life”
The words of songstress Helen Reddy, ‘I am woman hear me roar . . .’, got women off their seats and roaring in the 1970s. Her words… Read more “i am woman”
She was reading a book. The sun shining through the shop window picked up the red tones of her strawberry blonde curls, forming a messy halo. With… Read more “the last mistress [a short story]”
Become a conscious being and then become a conscientious objector to the bullshit of the ‘right-ness’ that’s served to each and every one of us on a daily basis.
There’s an abundance of escaped circus performers flooding the streets of Jozi at the moment. Just what can they teach us about love? We certainly have the… Read more “clowns to the left of me”
I’m going to abandon my computer for a while and sit quietly at the edge of the storm inhaling nature’s breath
I’m a little bit of a Persian carpet nut. There’s a store near where I go once a week to do a radio show and every week,… Read more “magic carpet ride”
A short story. The flowers were a soft white, their pollen creating little streaks of mustard yellow on the petals. It wasn’t what they looked like… Read more “the Lexicon of Indistinct Woes”
Seek out and find that innate beauty in the people you connect with daily and extend you own love and beauty right into the essence of their souls.
As it is with most fairy tales. As it is with life.