I loved how this flower opened for the light. TBH©

I loved how this flower opened for the light. TBH©

Sometimes I feel disheartened by humanity, when I look at social media and see the wrong person getting credit, for what can only be described as the work of evil, just for a false validation, based on shallow laughter. I can quickly become dismayed and full of anger. But then, when I reflect on my own world, I become humble and full of love. The truth always gets there in the end. We have to believe that – otherwise life would become tainted beyond all comprehension. All I can say to those I love is, ‘keep going.’ and that ‘Less is More.’ History becomes vivid with facts not ego.
I shall miss this little space. It’s full of gorgeous things. But I am sure the next will be charming. I hope the weather allows me safe travel. TBH©
It is possible to find nature the biggest advantage to all styles of living. If only people could get along and control their resentment, they’d be so much happier. Wales is full of Angels. TBH©
Imagine a world without newspaper print and social media. One where all correspondence were delivered by horseback. Imagine how beautiful that world would be. Where Liars must now rely only upon ‘our’ truth and wisdom. For me this notion is utopia.

TBH©
Isn’t handwriting fascinating … I don’t know what’s more captivating. Words or the way they’re written? I’m a left paw and I never write the same way. I can write with my eyes shut too. (I’m a left-handed dyslexic with a very big imagination.) Right now … I’ve got dreadful insomnia. Cannot stop worrying. Then when I am tired and able to sleep it will inevitably be time to get up! The joy of trying to write a book in isolation. It’s getting to me … And now I will meditate to see if anyone else is conscious. Or maybe I will craft some geometrical piece of art. Either way, I am in the wide awake club … Oh Fuck! TBH©
