Brenda, at the Sunday Whirl sent along this week's words. While I know they can be tumbled in any way, my mind is black and all I can write is black. You see my dear friends, there’s been too much lately. Too
My birth certificate says I was born in Prague. Inland. Not beside the sea. Sometimes I think this must be a mistake. I feel my best at the sea. I do my best thinking at the sea. This Friday I
So, having given myself the permission to freak out most of Sunday evening, I got my act together by 9am Monday and took my seven entries to the village hall. What a palaver! The whole adventure began with an email out to
Luminous, illumination, enlightenment. Don’t you think those are three of the most terrific words we can hold in our heart? Don’t they make you feel like you can rise above criticism, generate understanding and recover from a slap in the face?