Dear Pogue, So I see you put our last letter out there as I had some response and even a comment or two. The comments, they are the reason I find myself again committing pen to paper. You see, there was a question that came back and it asked: “...do you think there are people … Continue reading Yes and No
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Potential Revolution
Dear Pogue, I thought I would write a follow up to our recent letter, You’re Worthless. It sort of stirred something up and I overheard a conversation or two. Let me start by setting the scene. As I write I am currently looking out of the window onto mountains. Yes, I am not at home … Continue reading Potential Revolution
Don’t be deceived
Pogue, This was spotted on the London Underground last week. Charlie Mackesy strikes again. We do love Charlie and his work. After Saturday’s post this seemed a timely affirmation of self worth. Remember, we are all precious and deserve respect and love. Please don’t ever think otherwise. And if someone tells you otherwise they are … Continue reading Don’t be deceived
You’re worthless
Dear Pogue, I'm guessing that, like me, you follow some of the blogs on Word Press? I tend to dip into some to get the flavour. I'm convinced that if we had the time and the energy we'd probably find that anything and everything that we can imagine will find a voice with someone writing … Continue reading You’re worthless
The first cup of coffee
Pogue, Thought I’d drop you another postcard to kick start your day along with your first coffee. Always coffee! People who know me are so glad there's coffee in the world. What I say before coffee should really be ignored! Have I introduced you to my friend Polie? You’ll be seeing more of his wisdom … Continue reading The first cup of coffee
Happiness will return
Pogue, After the letter I sent yesterday I thought this card may sit well. Charlie Mackesy: The Boy, the mole, the fox and the horse. Ebury Press Now we wait and it is appropriate we do so for anything less would challenge our sincerity and cause us to question ourselves. We will know when the … Continue reading Happiness will return
There are no words….
Dear Pogue, Pogue, our friend died today. Quietly, gently they passed from us, they slipped from this world and, as you and I believe, went to a better one. For a while now we have known the days were growing short and although this knowledge helped each to ready themselves, an overwhelming sadness still immersed … Continue reading There are no words….
Be gentle with yourself
Pogue, I saw this and after the last letter thought I’d send it to you as, well, it just goes. Charlie Mackesy: The Boy, the mole, the fox and the horse. Ebury Press. Please remember to be gentle with yourself today because life isn’t perfect and you and I often fall sort of our intentions … Continue reading Be gentle with yourself
Let’s get it all lined up
Dear Pogue, I spend my day looking for opportunities. You tell me that God will open a door for you when you’re moving into your future and live expecting that to happen. That’s cool. Well I’m talking about the same thing, just, well sometimes we have different language in play. I want to be tuned … Continue reading Let’s get it all lined up
Daughter of mine.
Dear Pogue, Daughter of mine, what a conversation. Isn’t it so strange that we can let our communications become tempered and modified by not wanting to offend another person or not wanting to upset? How easily we dilute our honesty because we fear that should another consume it undiluted it will be bitter and unpalatable. … Continue reading Daughter of mine.
Behind the curtain
Dear Pogue, I’ve had a really good few days. I’ve been with people who I feel able to talk with and really say what I am feeling and ask the questions I usually only turn over in my mind. That rare breed of people you can let your guard down with and explore some craziness. … Continue reading Behind the curtain
It’s all related
Dear Pogue, Thanks for inviting me for coffee. You know that’s one of my favourite places to take coffee? A great place to chill and wile away the hours. The company wasn’t bad either. Good conversation. In fact what we were talking about, higher consciousness, being one with God, the Universe, left me thinking after … Continue reading It’s all related
Dear Teenager
Dear Pogue, The New Year is here. A Happy New Year to you. My wish for you this coming year is that you have a truly great year full of dreams turned reality and all that good stuff. Yeah! Ok. Remember how I left you with a challenge when I last wrote? Yes? We were … Continue reading Dear Teenager
A letter to me
If you could change your world by advising your younger self what to do and how to behave, what would you say?
What a week or three!
Dear Pogue, Please forgive me this letter. I just needed to write. I think I need to ground myself and I’m probably talking to myself. Yes, I know, the first signs of madness. But it will be a good conversation! I’ve had three busy weeks, which included a trip to Antwerp, full of people. I … Continue reading What a week or three!
Be kind today
Dear Pogue, A postcard! I’ve never sent a postcard. Who said “there’s nothing new under the sun”! Twice this week kindness has made me smile. Once in someone’s blog and once in this drawing by Charlie Mackesy. I hope I’m allowed to share this with you as I didn’t draw it. It’s just so good. … Continue reading Be kind today
Fuddy Duddy?
Dear Pogue, People have been asking me where I live and, being the private, slightly secretive person that you know I am (and you love me for it...I hope) I have been avoiding the question. But, hey, what the heck. I am actually proud of where I live. It’s a great city. I think the … Continue reading Fuddy Duddy?
It is all about someone else!
Dear Pogue, I know you are aware that we both have a friend who is going to die. Whose death seems to be close after a long painful battle with an illness that has been relentless in its progression. I also know that you, like me, are sad, have already shed some tears and come … Continue reading It is all about someone else!
What we going to do with the secret?
Dear Pogue, So, you paused and listened when you came to the end of the last letter? What happened? Did you wait in stillness and silence? Silence really is the language of God and I hope that you’re learning that. But, assuming we agree that there is substance to the secret, what are we going … Continue reading What we going to do with the secret?
Let me tell you a secret.
Dear Pogue, Right back at the start, in our first exchange of correspondence, words on paper, ink, messy finger prints (what would a letter be without a blotch or two?) uneven margins, you remember? Well we committed to our own personal attempt at a revolution. One that we would have for fun, spurred on and … Continue reading Let me tell you a secret.
Be your own cool.
Dear Pogue, You remember that place that only I know the way to? Back in the day? Well, back in this most magical of places, I would always hurry home on a Friday to catch a programme called Happy Days. No “Catch Up TV” then! Anyway, there was a character called the Fonz, and, back … Continue reading Be your own cool.
Get a real job.
Dear Pogue, The last letter I sent you, I don’t understand how other people got to read it. Was it sealed when it arrived? Putting this mystery aside, some of those who read it said nice things so I guess, all in all, we got a win (someone even suggested there’s a book in all … Continue reading Get a real job.
Jon Boy
Dear Pogue Tell me, do you have a list of your favourite things? Yeah, I know how it goes: “Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens, bright copper kettles and warm woollen mittens”. Very good, but listen, I mean...not the clothes you bought this season, that you’ll wear and wear, then replace as the new … Continue reading Jon Boy
Airing my soul
Dear Pogue, Yesterday I did something I haven’t done in long, long time. I took a kite and flew it. More precisely, I went to the beach and flew my kite. The very best of days! The Classical Chinese described kite flying as “airing the soul” and there may be something in that. Uncomplicated yet … Continue reading Airing my soul
Ain’t no favourites.
Dear Pogue, Here’s a thing. I’ve been watching the World Athletics Championships in Doha. Oh, forgive me for jumping straight in. How are you. I trust you are well. OK? I know you like running and competition, so you’re probably watching too. I used to come and watch you run but I never saw what … Continue reading Ain’t no favourites.
Truth, the sum of our perceptions
Dear Pogue Did you enjoy my last letter? I haven't heard from you so I trust you are well and life is treating you kindly. It is said that there are no truths but only the way each one of us sees the world. There is no truth. There is only perception.Gustavo Flaubert. I am … Continue reading Truth, the sum of our perceptions
Does it make you smile?
Dear Pogue, Sometimes it's the smallest things that matter, that make a difference. A smile from someone we vaguely know that makes us feel welcome. "Thank you" , said with sincerity whilst being looked in the eye tells us that the effort was all worth it. Or a cup of well made coffee on an … Continue reading Does it make you smile?
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