Archives for March 2020

A shriek sounded alarming but it was just someone shouting into the distant waves on the seashore venting their annoyance, and becoming as clear and bright as their days as a baby!

You can’t hold it all in. At times doing a self-choreographed dance works wonders. Find that song, play it and move like….well, like only you can!

Now we’ve solved every problem that ever existed (ha!), let’s go for an imaginary stroll.

I’m looking out of a window because it’s got a view.

I imagine there are many who want to see you.

You pass by, I write in the sky and dip a toe in the ocean.

We are champions of passionate compassion and delight when we are the secret saviors of those in need. Indeed.

When you build castles you boost tourism in the future.

When you write, you could be in danger of causing delight.

Try.

Emerging from emergency into urgent creativity.

You can, I can…and yes, we all can!

First step is to rethink the first thought and check that the next thing you say, write, sing or dance is upbeat, uplifting…but not puff, in a real, honest way.

Takes a long time to find a diamond which has been surrounded for ancient ages by mud, muck and old faded memories, then to polish it to make it shine.

We do the tango in the bathroom while rinsing, and salsa in the kitchen while peeling sweet potatoes.

There is no other way to live. We mean live Fully.

We offer sandwiches made of interstellar greetings and pizzas laden with stardust.

Perhaps we should open a dance arena with a restaurant on one side.

Juggling a dance and an exercise routine while predicting the opening level of the Bolivian stock market.

It’s good for the brain. The ultimate stretch and exercise.

And when in the morning you say “hi!” to Mrs. Jones and you invite Smith, Weston, and Duldridge to lunch at the Hanging Crow and Old Carrot, you know “friends for life” is a phrase you can roll out like a magic carpet.

It’s been a long time since I bought a carpet. I have no longing to do so soon.

Fully furnished.