Creative

I want to write…. A writer never retires. Age, I begin to realize, although it may outwardly involve wilting, withering, is an accumulation of long life’s experience of layering, acquiring, struggling, loving and surviving.

Children have left home I am all alone this is the moment to accelerate and do something I long for a long time I have the gift to distil, consider, analyze and pass on my wisdom in such a way that my readership accumulates…

I want to combine my practical knowledge and unpretentious style to create treasures which everyone --man woman young, older, novice, adept – can enjoy. I want to be embracing and supportive as a good mother, as entertaining as a teasing sister, as as rewarding as a loving partner.

In the face of difficulty, confusion, or imbalance, there are moments when I want to lie in my mother’s arms. Then I get that nurturing peace that we all have within, things have a way of working themselves out. What a blessing!!

Throughout history people have turned to God for blessing and guidance I to turn to God to seek blessing to solve problem, ensure abundance and summon protection.

I start again and the words from my childhood ring in my ear ‘Try Try Again” The darkness is dispersed. The events that cause grief or despair are viewed in such a manner that they dissolve themselves as unreal. It is not the darkness but the stars that hold the light. Life has an overwhelming variety… this realization is within my reach.

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