I met a deliciously wrinkly old chap this week called Dennis Blackbottom aka Dennis the Menace! He meandered over to me as I was looking at a 1946 Fighter Pilots Log Book and offered to show me some original ration books. And as I studied his face I noticed a twinkle in his face and a glow in his eyes. Only time can etch those lines. The clothes he wore were testiment of his generation save for his peak cap pulled over his white hair.
I bought a lovely book on Norwich's waterways many years ago for a fiver and got a peck on the cheek for my money too.
I thought about Dennis and all the people that come into my life and how our journeys cross and intermingle. Each encounter changes me and my direction.We are like the water that covers the world, we are made of water, we are fluid. Shadows cross the water and change the colour of the surface
I would like to explore this link further through the emotional conection we have with water.
The first element we interact with in the womb
The sound connects us to this early memory
Different water surfaces evoke reactions
CHALLENGE AND EXPLORE ALL CONCEPTS.....
Saturday, 23 October 2010
Tuesday, 5 October 2010
Just when you think....
Its all over, you realise that it has no ending. Life goes on in many ways and you choose to ignore it or embrace it. We are all molecules...components
Friday, 1 October 2010
Autumn
Should I stay or should I go? I have questioned my motivation this week and seen my strengths and weaknesses. I know from experience that the weaknesses are intrinsic to my progress and thus, become strengths. I have learnt that I have limitations but they only apply for 24hrs at a time. What space do I occupy in this world ? Or am I limiting myself if I occupy only a space?
What if I were without limits in ceratin aspects of my life? I know that spiritually one can only seek to give, if one chooses the path of Serenity. For it is in giving that I find myself. Giving should have no limitations.Creativity has no end, as I have learnt too..
I had a sense of who I was at the beginning of the week and felt an integral part of the process but became self obsessed by the end of the week... I am ill. I am tired ... BLAH BLAH!!It is limiting to only think of oneself. Life would be lonely and boring with just me in it.
The reality is I get to learn and interact with some wonderful people and learn to express myself in so many ways. I think we all occupy important roles and remembering that makes us efficient and useful.
I crossed a bridge this week and a man was sitting on a chair, with a bucket over his head. He was tied to the chair. I, like many people , had a giggle at first, then questioned what he was doing. I concluded that the question was not what he was doing but what my response to his action was.
I felt like that man , on a crossing from one side to the other, not being able to see the other side. Did the lack of sight bother him. I think not as he could see in the space around his feet.
And maybe I interpreted this incorrectly but it does not matter for the lesson I learnt is it made me engage my thought process and provoked a reaction.
What if I were without limits in ceratin aspects of my life? I know that spiritually one can only seek to give, if one chooses the path of Serenity. For it is in giving that I find myself. Giving should have no limitations.Creativity has no end, as I have learnt too..
I had a sense of who I was at the beginning of the week and felt an integral part of the process but became self obsessed by the end of the week... I am ill. I am tired ... BLAH BLAH!!It is limiting to only think of oneself. Life would be lonely and boring with just me in it.
The reality is I get to learn and interact with some wonderful people and learn to express myself in so many ways. I think we all occupy important roles and remembering that makes us efficient and useful.
I crossed a bridge this week and a man was sitting on a chair, with a bucket over his head. He was tied to the chair. I, like many people , had a giggle at first, then questioned what he was doing. I concluded that the question was not what he was doing but what my response to his action was.
I felt like that man , on a crossing from one side to the other, not being able to see the other side. Did the lack of sight bother him. I think not as he could see in the space around his feet.
And maybe I interpreted this incorrectly but it does not matter for the lesson I learnt is it made me engage my thought process and provoked a reaction.
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