Pogue, I’m feeling sad as I write. Really sad. I woke this morning to an untimely message. The first time I read it I have to admit, I had no context for it so I really didn’t grasp it. I read it twice more and then sat to absorb the sudden death of our last … Continue reading Monday Musing
Pogue, I lost my mojo! You know what I’m saying? All of a sudden I have found myself with nothing to say! Can you believe me? Yeah, I know that’s a big ask. How did it happen? Well my routine was decimated (and I’m now realising the importance of continuity, of a routine). My mother … Continue reading Monday Musing
Well Pogue, Have you got your head around the whole eternity mindset? Better still, have you been mindful to work on your relationship with the eternal, to cosy up with God, or Source (if you’re having an unbelieving day🤔) and build or strengthen things between you? We commenced last weeks letters by considering whether God … Continue reading It’s A Tuning Fork Thing…
Dear Pogue, As you know I received a copy of Renegades. Born In The USA, a dialogue between Barack Obama and Bruce Springsteen on numerous subjects spanning from music (obviously), to politics, the state of America and, as I read yesterday, the influence and effect on our lives of our parents. In the case of … Continue reading We Are The Damaged Children Of Damaged Children.
Pogue, Should I be disappointed, even sad when I write something that is undoubtedly a great piece of creativity and only 3 or 4 people read it. Or multiple people read it and only 3 or 4 like it. I mean, there it is and I’ve poured myself into it, shed tears, sweated blood, built … Continue reading Monday Musing
Pogue, Remember, we’re thinking about what we’d do if we only had this year and no more. How we’d live. Carry on thinking about it. Wic
Dear Pogue, So here we are at the commencement of a New Year and we’re all resolutioned up. All those things we intend to do to improve life. Weight to lose, fitness to gain, bad habits to shed. We do it every year and then, round about the third week of January begin to flag. … Continue reading The Last Year To Come