If Memories Lived in a Bank…

  Tis a peculiar place, that where memories reside. Peculiar still that they call it a ‘bank’ when it’s really nothing of the sort. In a bank assets are stored. Neatly. Sequentially. With order and reason. One may consciously choose to select a memory at any given time, to access that data, analyse it, delete … Continue reading If Memories Lived in a Bank…

Mirrors

In this life time, we hold mirrors up for each other. Each and every one of us. In each and every encounter. An exchange of energy, yes, but also a valuable chance to really see 👀 ourselves. Through the eyes of another. How you feel about me. . . The thoughts that arise, the judgements … Continue reading Mirrors

Turkey Love

Sensitive, curious and gentle. He wears his heart on his snood, (that's the dangly piece of skin above his beak) It acts as a mood ring, alternating in colour; red, white or blue to tell you how he's feeling. His song is unique. A fascinating call, humans call it a gobble. He's been perfecting it … Continue reading Turkey Love

They are ours only to love… And only for a short space of time…

This is the first point in my life where I am void of the comfort, compassion and companionship that comes from sharing ones home and heart with other creatures. All my life I adored them. And it didn't matter what form they came in, be it feathered or furry, so long as I could look … Continue reading They are ours only to love… And only for a short space of time…