Feel Dream Live

Young A and D came to visit. For all societies privacy reasons I cannot name them. They were born to circumstances not of  their choice but it is what life has bestowed on them. It is their journey! Somewhere, their parent were lost to heroine and crime and yet there is a light shining so bright through their young souls. I first met their grandparents 3 and a half years ago on a transfer bus. I love traveling. It stretches my comfort zone. We get to know people for who they are and not the box society so much wants to put us in. My life is so much richer for these experiences. Back to A and D. It's been a while having a young child in my home. I had no toys but that does not matter for I realised by raising my son that toys does not bring joy, but love and understanding does. So the feather boas I use as tie backs became the best ever toys. The imagination has no limits when you are young or old. It is your choice. A feather boa can be a boat, a friendship circle, a...

We are nearing the end of the 2015. Amidst the free flow of drinks and fireworks will be the thousands of New Years resolutions that will never come to fruition. I met up with a good friend last week. He asked me what my 5 year plan was. I told him I did not have one. Did not give the reason and was not asked. The words- If you fail to plan, you plan to fail passed over his lips. I said nothing. I have a plan, but have learnt that life happens when we make plans. Life throws a curve ball once in a while. Health scares are never planned or even a New Years resolution. I adapted my New Years resolutions 11 years ago to become daily solutions instead of yearly resolutions. I keep an eye on the future. I deal with each day as it happens to find the sunrise and sunset. As long as I keep moving forward.....

I am happy without an Appy I see the trees I smell the jasmine I feel the wind in my hair I taste the sea salt on my lips I touch hearts Who needs an appy when you are truly happy?

Last night was the local art club Christmas function. Everyone attending had to bring a piece of art to be entered into the annual Christmas exhibition. We all were asked to judge our favourite. The winner- number 12. Number 12! Looking form a distance it was amazing. The way the light played over the water, the perfect reflection of city signs and lights... Some took a closer look. Right close up and spotted the flaws... I could not help but wonder. So often people look at each other from "a far", they like what they see, it may even reflect themselves. What happens when they take a closer look? Do they then see our flaws? Will we still be their Christmas number one? Is this the difference between a critic and a friend? My personal choice was the runner up. The trees reflecting in the stream. For in the running water, the reflection was neither perfect nor flawed. It just was.....a reflection.