Lessons in life aren’t always easily learned. Sometimes, it takes a while for us to recognize that there may be a reason that certain situations in life seem to keep repeating themselves, and each time seems worse than the last. Here’s a thought. Is it possible we’re just not getting the lesson we’re supposed to learn from it?
Be Inspired!- Get your bearingsIn every moment, in any situation, you can feel deep and genuine love. You can find spectacular beauty in the smallest, simplest things.
- In a great placeIf you feel stuck where you are, you're mistaken. Anything is possible, when you engage the power of your imagination.
- Beyond youYou cannot possibly know the full extent of your influence. So it's best to assume that anything you do affects everything that is.
- Get your bearings
Posted September 4th, 2008 by Kay Elizabeth
Posted August 1st, 2008 by Kay Elizabeth
“There are no ordinary moments.” Dan Millman, Way of The Peaceful Warrior.
One glorious Summer’s day I was out in our yard with Pip, our old dog. Pip was a beautiful black Spitz and a sweeter natured pooch you’d be hard pressed to find. We were just sitting on the warm grass, side by side, enjoying the sunshine. Little did I know that Pip was going to teach me something very important that lazy afternoon.
Posted July 7th, 2008 by Kay Elizabeth
Conversations sometimes bring back memories of the time I spent in my childhood in Durban, South Africa. I lived there for two and a half years until I was twelve. It was the mid 70’s, a time when apartheid was still in place. There was segregation everywhere. Buses, park benches, public toilets, even the beaches had signs saying ‘Whites only’ or ‘ Blacks or Coloreds Only’.
Posted June 7th, 2008 by Kay Elizabeth
It’s funny to look back on my writing and see the “light bulb” moments in life entwined in amongst the words. Reflections of Self was written a number of months after Mask. It illustrates how the experience of depression captured in Mask can in fact be overcome. Not necessarily in a flash of brilliance or overnight but with simply a small glimmering of hope for change, because sometimes that’s all we need to set ourselves upon the road to recovery. Reflections of Self is a poem about turning points and tells the story of mine.
Posted June 4th, 2008 by Kay Elizabeth
Last year I planted bulbs for the first time. Now, not being known for my green thumb when it comes to flowers, I awaited them with fingers crossed and high expectations. After all, I just had to put them in soil and water them occasionally, can’t get much more foolproof than that, surely!
The less intervention by my good self, the better the survival chances…that seems to be the rule when it comes to flowers. (Once I was admiring some at the garden center, only to find myself being led away by the arm with the words “Let it live” ringing in my ears.)
