Wednesday, 9 November 2011
My firebird not flying
My firebird is facing a crisis of confidence. Why do artists have fear demons that attack their souls with jagged chisels and poisoned arrows? And this thing called integrity. She refuses to use my ideas because they are not hers and she would feel guilty. I want to help her but right now I can help best by leaving her alone. That is hard.
Wednesday, 3 August 2011
The Fall of Titans
I saw my old hairdresser at Waitrose a few weeks ago. The one I used to call a 'god' because he was so good at doing my hair. His hair had turned grey, his face unshaven, and he staggered around as if he had a limp. We only locked eyes for a fraction of a second. I have no idea if he recognised me. How did he come to this state? I am ashamed to say that I did not go up to him to say hello. But my instinct told me that he wouldn't have wanted to be recognised. He used to be full of confidence. Does the world of hairdressing really chew you up and spit you out, just like banking?
Saturday, 12 March 2011
Cardinal Circles Revisited II
Everyone is here on this plane to learn something. When we fail to learn at the crucial moment, the universe gives us another chance. In this way, however, we might sometimes feel that certain types of people or events keep happening or appearing in our lives. I recently experienced one of these cycles at work. The lesson was to avoid ego, and instead wait, continue to project love and let the universe do its work. So now the next level is to deal with women at work, possibly. I don't know what the next challege is. I know I will continue to evolve. All I know is to trust that I will know what to do when the time comes.
Friday, 11 March 2011
Cardinal Circles Revisited I
Hee hee hee. I am going to Italy. The last time I was there, I had a magical time, tinged with sadness, as my relationship with my loved one was coming to an end, much the way Venezia is sinking slowly to her doom.
This time, I am going with a bunch of friends for a wedding and I have been commanded to 'get mashed', so there is a strong possibility my dear little firebird can't go with me. Verona, Verona, sun, ice cream, hee hee hee.
This time, I am going with a bunch of friends for a wedding and I have been commanded to 'get mashed', so there is a strong possibility my dear little firebird can't go with me. Verona, Verona, sun, ice cream, hee hee hee.
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