Letting Go

Letting Go

Kiss the joy as it flies When I was in my late twenties, I developed a fixation with the idea of owning my own piece of land somewhere. I was living in London at the time and had come across a book entitled ‘Forty Acres and a Mule’ which was about the plight of slaves...
Shame-Less

Shame-Less

Since last week’s piece about Apathy, I have received some interesting feedback from you, letting me know that some of you are beginning to realise the benefits of better understanding the self. In our busy lives, with much to distract us, we don’t always make time...
Who cares!?

Who cares!?

No matter how challenging life might be for us, there is always light at the end of the tunnel as long as we still care. A lady in a support group that I belong to recently confessed to me that she ‘just can’t be bothered’. We were talking about our motivation to live...