Feel Dream Live

Running out of milk for morning coffee is never fun. Instead of waking up gradually in relaxed way, you have to get up, get your showered, get dressed and negotiate the road on the morning school and work run. That is the absolute nightmare for a free spirit who lives life against the rat race! But this morning, it made me laugh and reminded me of living life unbarred. I stood in the queue behind a gentleman of about 75. He was having trouble packing his groceries in his fabric recycle bag with floppy straps. The young female shop assistance asked if she may hold the strap so as to make it easier. He gladly accepted. "You are so kind helping me. I wish I met a woman like you long time ago, but I only seemed to get the bad ones. Young lady, you have made my day, I just wish you could make my night!" Life without holding back. Do not wait until you are 75 to live life unbarred. Have a happy week :-)

It was the switching on of the Christmas lights in my home town last weekend. I decided to brave the cold. The drawing card -The Torn and the promise of a spectacular fireworks display. Winter arrived in full swing and it was time dust off my winter coat and start a search party for gloves. Gloves and coat. Winter never completely starts until I order my first hot chocolate of the season- extra cream if you please. Coated and gloved I ordered and was promptly served with the words: Would  madam care for anything else? Wrapping the cup in a napkin? And so Saturday evening started. The following morning, dressed in tracksuit bottoms, t-shirt and fleece after my morning run, I ordered the same hot chocolate with extra cream from the same person: Is that all love? There are napkins at the station at the end of the counter. I never knew gloves made such a difference.

Stupidity - behaviour that shows a lack of good sense or judgement Unconditional love - caring about the happiness of another person without any thought for what we might get for ourselves Me and Mrs A sat at the kitchen table. I look at her and ask her - when does unconditional love become stupidity? Some of the qualities we share is forgiveness and unconditionally. We wonder why we get disappointed when all we have to give is love and yet time and time again it seems to fall short of what is expected of us. So, thinking of your children, family etc. when you time and time again get disappointed but you choose to forgive because your whole being is about unconditional love does that qualify as stupidity? We are taking time to think about this as neither one of us can even comprehend not loving unconditionally. Maybe we will just settle for stupidity. Stupid unconditional love because judgement is not ours to hand-out.

Closure or acceptance So often we hear the words- you need closure. Close one door so another can be open. So many doors! Is there not an alternative? What if we just accept change. Accept that life is fluid. It does not have to be closed. Do we fight closure or acceptance because our plan for our life got dealt an unexpected hand? I am not sure where the words- Fail to plan and plan to fail fits in. Plan and fail because not everything can be planned. What if, one afternoon, you opened the door when it rang and was pleasantly surprised by what life sent you and it was not in your plan? Serendipity?

My dear Chrissie She sits and stares out of the window. She does not talk much. It is clear to me that there is a deep conversation going on in her mind. After days of quiet contemplation and getting to know me, the conversation starts to flow. She has a beautiful way of explaining the harsher realities that life has bestowed upon her. No hate, no regret, no jealousy, no bitterness but a loving longing for peacefulness. She looks at me and quietly says: you are too young too be this wise. What has life shown you. I can simply say- which life and smile. She turns to me and says: It's not that I fear death, but I wish someone told me that this "God's waiting room" would be so tremendously painful. Physically and emotionally. Before I leave the room, she gently takes my hand and says -thank you. I feel overwhelmed with emotion for I understand the full extent of her sincerity. For it is when we learn that the void does not have to be filled with words that ...