Spring in England

There’s a crispness about this place this time of year. A freshness that carries with it the promise of a new beginning.

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Reflections

The self begins as a blank slate; an unblemished entity with unlimited capacity for love, harmony, and self-expression. A blank slate that’s ready to explore it’s new environment with explosive passion and unmatched enthusiasm.

Then the self meets the world, and the world has a different agenda.

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Fucked up

I’m far too fucked up at the moment to write anything meaningful. My head is full of different trains of thought, all vying for my focus and I’m completely failing to prioritise them effectively.

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Mirrored

Have you ever looked at yourself in a mirror?

I mean really looked at yourself?

Really, really looked at yourself?

Looked deep into your own eyes?

Deep enough to see your own soul?

What did you see?

Did you like it?

Did you love it?

Did you want to get away from it?

Did you feel safe?

What did you feel?

Why?

What does it mean?

Do you care?

Goals for 2010

Me, Myself and I

Yesterday was my birthday; I turned 33. Do I feel old? No, I do not. I feel reborn. I feel like a new person. I feel like this is a new beginning for me. I feel empowered.

This year is going to be different. I’ve spent most of my life with my eyes closed, going where ever the current takes me, but from this year it’s going to be different. I have goals for this year, real achievable goals, and I’m going to meet them!

It didn’t take long for me to decide what I wanted to achieve this year. My priorities have been very clear for a few months but I still see value in publishing what they are and putting some timescales on them.

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