Bare Winter

Bare are the branches on a cold Winter’s night
As chilled winds pass through them with ease
Whistling and rustling the trees seem to dance
Whilst shivering beneath the Moon

Low Moon Rising

The time: Earlier this evening.

The place: Somewhere in The Grinds.

The camera: On the mobile phone.

The subject: The Moon.

And the question: Can you see the little frog-like creature in the bottom left of the photo? Or the rather large dragon, lurking? The eyes, nostrils and mouth are clearly visible… if you look just beyond what is there!

Happy 2018

It’s time for a change.

It’s always time for a change, and there’s no better time for change than the present.

It doesn’t matter that it happens to be New Year’s Day, although that sometimes helps… out with the old and in with the new, and all that. It’s also a Full Moon tonight, funnily enough. That also helps with change, and the fact that it is the first of two Full Moons this month gives it more meaning. And the fact that the second Full Moon this month is the first of two Blue Moons in the beginning three months of this year adds even more power.

How does the saying go? Once in a Blue Moon.

The power for change is there. It always is. And it is there for the taking.

During my little break away, I came within a hair’s breadth of publishing my book. So close in fact the first dab of ink almost touched the first page.

Back in the 1980s, I read a book by Susan Jeffers called Feel The Fear And Do It Anyway. I’ve always held myself back in one way or another, and this book, at certain times,  sprung to mind on the occasions when I needed a gentle push, and I went for it. It did help, on the occasions I went for it.

With my book, I was ready to click ‘Submit’ to begin the publishing process. And I froze.

My real name would become known. I thought.

Tax. I don’t understand tax. I pondered. Arrghhh!… International Tax – how do I cope with that? I feared.

I feared.

I hit ‘Delete’. I donned a blackout mask whilst swiftly flicking off the light switch and dove beneath my duvet in the now darkened room, where I lay, quivering, for the next hour or so.

And then I thought I can learn about tax and how it works. I still have the book, I only deleted the file that was being submitted for publication, so I can improve that whilst I’m learning. I can write another book. A better book.

I can carry on as before, but better, more knowledgeable and ready.

I can become a better version of me.

A better writer.

A better artist.

A better person.

I can go for it. I know it. I can feel the fear and do it.

And by Jiminy I will.

This is my half-century year.

A year with two Blue Moons, with the second Blue Moon being in the month that I turn 50. (For those who know me, I will remain 24 – change doesn’t need to happen that fast, you know!)

A magical time.

So, let the magic begin!

HAPPY 2018!


Wordle: Cacophonous Ponderings

Nothing has carried me further since the day I was born
Than the string of thoughts within my imagination
From picking flowers deep beneath the waves
Of a faraway sea to riding a solid beam of light
From a fabulous New Moon/ Full Moon/ Blue Moon
Shaking away the cobwebs
Bathing in the light
Swimming with the dolphins
Collecting starlight
Walking in the desert
Rolling in the snow
Riding on a whale
That was happy for me to do so
Nothing fires the trigger
I mean I think and away I go
A poor man’s holiday? Absolutely no!
I just think and write and post
At my cacophonous ponderings’ say so