Rose Tinted World

  A rose tinted world stitched in the secret garden, a glorious afternoon spent listening in to life. A squirrel rummaging in the bin, airplanes coursing , parakeets squawking, a squabble of crows swooped in . Then  calls and cries of children from the nearby paddling pool echoed all around, zoo like, alongside murmurs of hushedContinue reading “Rose Tinted World”

Intuition: friend or foe?

  Intuition is my guide. Intuition as the threshold for adventure, the place to go, the place to listen and hear your knowing voice, a small voice, not loud and brash and shouting, but a quiet insistent recurring voice, coming back time and again to hint at the direction to take, the choice to make,Continue reading “Intuition: friend or foe?”