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It seems a tumultuous time, the changing of the seasons. Vibrant life relents, light itself dims, as winter creeps forth stealing warmth and colour. I often feel wistful in those moments as summer gives

I looked in the mirror today; truly looked. I saw lines and creases and skin not as soft and supple as it once was; a hint of crows feet around my eyes - eyes less innocent and more knowing as they once

A few weeks ago I was obligated to deliver bad news to someone I very much like. I would have preferred to avoid the situation however had little choice but to do it deciding that a café would be the ideal

I like far-away places, though they are often close; Sometimes just within myself, when I have the courage to look. It's more a state of being than a location. A place to retreat, find myself and the feelings

Straight and true, two words that could never really be applied to life. I can't speak for everyone of course, however I've never met a person whose life has run straight and true; That is to say, perfectly

He had often wondered how long the planet would take to recover once humankind ceased to exist; It wasn't an obsession, but imagining a planet devoid of the human-blight seemed attractive. Of course, he

I used to wonder how my life would turn out; Not stress over it, just wonder where I would go, what I would do and who I would become as a person. I can recall actively thinking about it in my mid-teens

There was a time in my life where peace seemed elusive. I refer to inner-peace, or maybe satisfaction and contentment is a better way to put it. I was trapped in the grind, I had created myself, and no

I stood at the rail, hands clutching tightly, knuckles white with the pressure. I could feel it's weather-worn surface beneath my hands, flakes of old paint, even lettering carved long ago into the surface

I opened the window and inhaled the sea air of the French Riviera, the Cote d'Azur as the French call it. I stood there, inhaled deeply again and could pick the saltiness of the ocean, earthy scent of

The world moves too fast for my liking; I keep up of course, it's just that I feel in doing so I am not living the life I would like; It's almost like I am being swept along by the wind of change, against

It is unavoidable; A fall. It's not a matter of if it will happen, but when. Falling will also not be an isolated event but reoccur over and over in our lives. No matter what we do to avoid falling it

The moment my bare feet touch the warm sand my worries drift away like the sun chasing storm clouds over the horizon; Each step carries me further from my troubles and closer to those feelings left suppressed

Applying focus to everyday life is one of the most important factors towards achieving what a person desires or requires. It doesn't simply relate to a business or work requirement, but permeates through

Unfortunately I'm not always ok; I am no different to others around the world in that way. I feel good, bad and everything in between both physically and emotionally at times. It's part of life I guess.

I met with a friend on the weekend, she is busy preparing for her wedding. She's not the bridezilla type but she is stressed, panicked and a little out of control. I managed to steer the conversation away

It would be nice to think that life could perpetually be filled with clear blue skies, tropical breezes swaying palm trees lining the beach, fresh air and a soundtrack dominated by the lapping of waves

Does the winter hate the spring, or the summer hate autumn? Of course the answer is no...The planet doesn't hate, it works together, each element in support of the next, a collection of individual events

It is what it is... I find this phrase rather annoying; After all, of course it is what it is. If a thing wasn't what it was then it wouldn't what it is. Right? The phrase states the obvious. Having said

Each and every one of us is an individual who stands apart from every other human on the planet, surrounded by millions of people, but alone within one's own self, thoughts, ideas and ideals. Humans don't