Glow

Light dances with dark,
patterns shimmering in unison
with trees outside,
swaying in the morning breeze –
a gift to those who foresake
the warmth of their beds
on this lazy Sunday morning. … More Glow

Overload

It’s hard to stop. And it’s hard to see this for what it is: an addiction. A craving – a compulsion – that none of us asked for, yet it crept into us as we went along with the modern world’s frantic evolution of communication technology.

We see the older generations as backwards. Not with the times. Struggling to operate a BlackBerry, or some other dated relic from the technological dark ages just ten years ago. They’re not constantly communicating. They’re out of the loop. … More Overload

The Quiet Moments

In the quiet moments,before others arise,take advantage of the silence:an intimacy untouched by external word or deed,precious moments of peacebefore the wheels of everyday lifechurn back into action. Read, if you will.Or reflect on moments of achievement or pain. Or simply sit –free of both movement and thought –simply being,as you soak in the stillness … More The Quiet Moments

Overload

It’s hard to stop. And it’s hard to see this for what it is: an addiction. A craving – a compulsion – that none of us asked for, yet it crept into us as we went along with the modern world’s frantic evolution of communication technology.

We see the older generations as backwards. Not with the times. Struggling to operate a BlackBerry, or some other dated relic from the technological dark ages just five years ago. They’re not constantly communicating. They’re out of the loop. … More Overload

Input overload: how do you cope?

We see it all around us: news, alerts, information. It hits us from every angle: getting to us through print, digital, and audio means. It’s not enough that we face general streams of content flooding our senses. We’ve personalised it, too. We receive customised feeds and notifications on our computers (when we’re working), and phones (which are always with us…always on). … More Input overload: how do you cope?

Peace

The sun kisses my face
as i sit here in my empty bedroom.
At utter and total peace:
outside –
the subtle symphony of the birds,
the gentle breeze rustles the leaves,
and calm permeates the air
on this gloriously sunny Winter morning… … More Peace