So, one moment all is going along as normal and then within moments, a stranger has entered unannounced.Your party has been gatecrashed and this stranger has taken centre stage. This hasn’t been the first time this has happened either. Nine years ago , on Christmas Eve,
Life is not all about meditation but it bloody helps.
I was just leaning over to peer the better at something my mother was trying on when something very unexpectedly pranged my forehead and I felt a throbbing pain.
It throws up a powerful image, fire writhing against the frozen matter of ice . What will give way first? Of course the ice will melt; but how densely packed is the ice? Will the languid wetness slowly douse the furious energy of the fire? And what of the intensity in such a battle , in the moment by moment interaction of such opposites?
