A sense of Being

“Nobody wants to allow you to be yourself on matters which are absolutely insignificant.” OSHO. At first I did not get the quote. Then it struck me, who and what am I in the quiet moments before I become aware of myself. I can remember the feeling¬† and time and sense of what and who […]

Femininity

  I miss femininity. The gentleness of a kiss. The wisp of a hair The gentle curve of a foot below a dress The lovely lilt in their voice The smell of woman The softness of the flares of a skirt. The happy hoop it makes when you twirl in dance together. The the soft […]

Loss

In the blandness that is the digital, non-sexist, non-bigoted, non-discriminatory etc world, we have lost individuality. Everybody is a group. I miss the raconteurs of my youth, the storytellers the colourfull individuals the Harlequins that could joke truth to power. We now have angry every-bodies, that all they can do is talk about the injustices […]

And she said

Being in a relationship as a divorced person has a whole range of complications. There are children. Parental styles. Routines. Ex husbands and ex wives. Work. Religion and availability. How does one get a new parner into your life. How do you tell children they are not the centre of ur universe anymore. All of […]

Sibling society

A few years ago I read Sibling Society, a book by Robert Bly, poet and story teller from America.¬† The main theme of the book was how to reclaim the forgotten art of adulthood, if we can call it an art or a necessesary life cycle. He refers to the people caught up in a […]