Pogue, This is more a song to finish your day with. A soulful ballad sung by a lady with an incredible voice and so much feeling. I’ve avoided including it up until now because, well, I was sure you would know it and I like to surprise. But I keep returning to this song and … Continue reading Songs to Pogue…what I’m listening to now.
Tag: Love
Monday Musing
Doubt is a pain too lonely to know that faith is his twin.Kahlil Gibran Many people pray. Many people believe in The Law Of Attraction. There are those who believe that if they maintain a positive outlook life will be good to them. But they don’t live the exceptional lives you’d expect. And me, I … Continue reading Monday Musing
Thursday Thought
Old SoulsThere is a beautiful thing inside youthat is thousands of years old.Too old too be captured in poems.Too old to be loved by everyoneBut loved so very deeplyby a chosen few.Nikita Gill The soul, misunderstood by many, a myth to others and yet you and I know it is our soul’s that are the … Continue reading Thursday Thought
Musings on a Monday
Pogue, I wrote you about “The Gift” last week, then I read what someone else said and thought, yeah, he’s got it.Wic
The Gift
Dear Pogue, You and I have little problem giving each other things. Gifts. You'll agree that it's nice to receive something especially if it's unexpected. Flip the coin and I think it's always uplifting to give a gift that is well received and, I believe, brings as much pleasure as receiving one. But not everyone … Continue reading The Gift
Surely you don’t believe that!
Dear Pogue, Did you enjoy the last letter. I actually enjoyed writing it and the process that preceeded it. The thought that went into it. Sometimes I think I write you letters because they give me encouragement to spend time in thought. Thought’s good. Tell me, do you take time and think things through? Do … Continue reading Surely you don’t believe that!
Yes and No
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
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
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
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.
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
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
Go to Hell
Dear Pogue, Someone once said question everything, and with my ability to see most all possibilities - my blessing and my curse - I do that more often than not. So, when I was told about Hell, its existence, its intention and its imminent threat to me, I was troubled. I went along with the … Continue reading Go to Hell
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
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.
True Love
Dear Pogue, There's a musician called Yusuf Islam. Back in the day he was known as Cat Stevens. There's so much about "back in the day" that's to like. If you listen to his songs you will find a kindred spirit, a seeker, someone looking for a better world and there is a simple honesty … Continue reading True Love
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
The Search Goes On
Bring em all in, bring em all into my heart Bring the unforgiven Bring the unredeemed Bring the lost and nameless Let 'em all be seen Bring 'em out of exile Bring 'em out of sleep Bring 'em to the portal Lay them at my feet Bring em all in, bring em all … Continue reading The Search Goes On
