Pogue, I've had a morning of self examination and have decided to continue this by writing a letter addressed to you but probably written to me. By sending it to you I feel I will maintain some honesty in my reflections as, well, you'll hold me accountable if I don't, in your own sweet fashion. … Continue reading I Write. A Friday Fought.
Pogue, Good morning. I’ve been listening to James Taylor this week. James who? Pogue, was your upbringing so negligently performed? James Taylor is one of the great singer song writers of recent times having written such classics as Fire and Rain and You’ve Got A Friend. I’ll send you a song of his this week … Continue reading Monday Musings
Dear Pogue, I’ve been writing to you about simplifying life. About cleansing the space around and about us. Minimising. I’ve told you how, surprisingly, I’ve found a liberty I haven’t known for a long time as I unattached from possessions. Happy Days! Now this theme seems to have resonated with a number of others and … Continue reading Monday Musings
Dear Pogue, The Gods of the Railway Crossing have turned against me! I know not what I’ve done. But yesterday morning their blessing was removed. However I have determined to rise above superstition and live free. So as an act of defiance I had a good day anyway and created my own blessings. And breakfast … Continue reading How Fickle Are The Gods
Dear Pogue, I wrote you last week and sent you a song that I heard while sitting in my favourite coffee house. I go there often and take friends because the coffee is way good and you want to give your friends good things, right? Now, when I go there I play a game because … Continue reading The Gods of the Railway Crossing.
Dear Pogue, I finished our last post by reminding you that you are responsible for the people you choose to follow. If you take on board their teachings, believe them, apply them to your life, then that's your choice and once again you are responsible. All that responsibility, yet responsibility is such an undervalued thing, … Continue reading Responsible?
Dear Pogue, I would be surprised if you knew who the Cambridge Five were. No they weren’t a rock band from “back in the day”. Good try though. They were Englishmen who held security positions and spied for the Russians or Soviet Union as was back in the 1950’s and 60’s. All five went to … Continue reading Possessed!
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.