Something has happened to my thinking. I feel the same and yet I am not the same. It all started when my daughter (knowing my great interest in these matters) gave me a book at Christmas called “The Medical Medium”. Wherever psychics are concerned I am a bit of a soft touch, although I am not by any means always impressed by the depth of some of the revelations. However encouraged by the fact that Robert de Niro amongst many other well-known folks, had highly recommended this person, Anthony William, I read on with avidity.
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The Goddess Saraswati [An ancient wooden sculpture on loan from a museum situated in our hotel]
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I was just walking along, on a very normal day, along a very normal street, when a rather strange thing occurred.
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These little miracles of winter arrived on my balcony a few days ago amidst blasting winds and driving rain and sleet.
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Just in case we weren’t feeling the rawness of winter enough I recently “enjoyed” seeing the two films, “The Hateful Eight” and “The Revenant”.
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I am listening to a Syrian refugee talk about her situation having reached the island of Kos. She is alone with her son; her wish is to give him a good life where he will live in freedom and receive an education.
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What’s new? A good question. In fact I feel stymied by this question I have just asked myself.
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No matter how well maintained all the rest of the connections are, like the lights on a Christmas tree, it just takes the one to snarl up the works. And unlike that Christmas tree, it isn’t always so obvious when we are dealing with people.
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Is it coincidence that as we hit the first days of Spring I am experiencing a flow of fresh energy endowing all my undertakings with an extra level of focus and “thoroughness”.
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In the middle of my recent illness (described copiously in previous posts) as I lay supine wondering if my end was nigh, I discovered on television the unexpectedly heart lifting programme called Undercover Boss USA.