Some one I know's all time favourit! 

Doesn't time fly when you are enjoying yourself, and doesn't it drag when you aren't? Time also seems to speed up when we want it to slow down - and to ramble when we wish it would rush. Can we conclude that time is not on our side? Time, ultimately, is an illusion. We treat it with too much reverence. We give it power because we all agree to pretend that it is real. We do something similar with money. In my spirit though, I know of something that matters far more. I guess I rather trust that, and surely I can overcome all material difficulties......!?

I feel like as if my life has become like a yo-yo. It goes up, It goes down, and with it my energy levels fluctuate - as do my emotions. In one frame of mind, I can laugh at a problem. In another, I can be deeply daunted by the same challenge.At times, my behaviour borders on the saintly. And at other times? Well, they say the brighter the light the darker the shadow! But there is nothing wrong with thinking dark thoughts...is there? I can't help it... I can't control them. All that said... I can, though, decide whether to transform them into dark deeds. I guess what's passing through my head is private. ..What passes from my mouth, matters more!!! But what matters more than anything, is what I actually do...and how regardless of the reasons, I should take the saintly path....

Sometimes, all the edges are fuzzy and all the shades are grey. Sometimes, it doesn't much matter what you do, where you go or how you prioritise your activities, there's plenty of leeway at such times. Not so, though, at times like this. Now, I am walking a tightrope. One slip and it feels as though I will fall. Life is intense, but 'all is fine as long as you do what you know you must'...or so they say!...Then you are like someone trudging across an Arctic waste wrapped in a warm snowsuit...

We soon learn that it isn't wise to be oversensitive. We live in a world full of appalling, abhorrent aberrations. If we stopped long enough to be truly upset by each one, we would spend our whole life racked with agonised emotional empathy. It would be like stopping to admire the beauty of every single daisy, or the intricate perfection in every blade of grass... only in reverse, if you see what I mean. Sometimes, the broad view is the only view we can possibly take...I guess all it leaves us with is do what we can today, but when if we can't do any more...there is no point to worry...cause we never know what it'll turn out to be...

What dreams may come!

What's the point? Why bother? Does it ever get better? Don't the same old problems keep on circling round our heads like vultures, waiting for us to weaken? Sorry to sound so uncharacteristically nihilistic, but I need some help to steel myself psychologically for an onslaught of negativity... There are always points when we have to work hard to remind ourself everything is precious, every breath is a gift, every experience a golden opportunity to revel in the deep divinity of an inspired creation.....Someone, or something, is going to annoy us...we will have to ignore them....This won't be as easy as it sounds...

I want things to stay the same, yet I want them to change. I yearn for peace, yet crave excitement...I want seek stability, yet fancy a little action....ya ya I know what you are thinking...'Might there be a faint hint of inconsistency here?'...okay it is not as if I don't know that I might be looking for a cake that I can have and eat, but that will also allow me to shed pounds in the process...umm would have been nice!!! Well... Here's what I think. I am, of course, pushing the boundaries of what's possible...That's what, in some subtle way, I know my nature will never stop doing. But then, I am who I am.... perhaps not special...but unique.... I know..I can achieve a balance which seems precarious to everyone else but works perfectly and lasts a long time....having said that...perhaps I should stop worrying - but should I stop striving???!

Thank you!

The pen, they say, is mightier than the sword. That's not necessarily true, though, if you happen to find yourself in the middle of a fencing match. There are times when, for a variety of reasons, we find ourselves having to resort to clumsy mechanisms and primitive techniques. I rather wish that I could now be more deft and delicate in my handling of a sensitive situation... I are keenly conscious of a tendency to tread too heavily... But by anyone else's definition, perhaps I am tiptoeing... perhaps I shouldn't criticise anyone...especially myself...!!!

Every day the TV offers us the chance to watch thousands of shows on dozens of channels. But we don't feel obliged to view them all. Imagine growing anxious because all day long you knew you were going to be missing crucial programmes. You could not even video them because you would never have time to watch them. We don't feel this way, though, because we know that most shows are eminently missable. It's a shame we can't be so discerning about the numerous false deadlines we set ourselves in life - and which cause us so much unnecessary worry.