And so I find myself a little slow these days. Slow in my movements, slow to transition from one thing to another, slow to start or resume. For one who usually moves briskly, eager to tackle tasks immediately and meeting things head on with vigour, this is potentially a cause for concern. Is it age,… Continue reading A little slow
I came upon poet, Yun Dong-Ju (1917-1945), while researching another. Born in China, he lived during a turbulent time in Korean history spending his life in China, then Korea and Japan. He died at 27 years old in a Japanese prison. All of his works were published posthumously. This is his poem from "Sky, Wind,… Continue reading Wishing not to have – a poem
She was being served at the checkout by a young woman in her early 20s. Her greasy hair matted to her head, her clothes had seen better days. Her child-like voice did not match her middle-aged appearance, and could be heard in the quiet store despite her obvious attempt to whisper. Three people stood in… Continue reading Spark of gladness
A desk job means tired achy neck, shoulder and back muscles by the end of the week, or day depending on the day had. For me, yoga stretches are great to alleviate the tension. No, I am not about to give a class on yoga 🙂 As I begin my stretch, there is inevitably a… Continue reading Ease into a stretch
Feeling unsettled as I went into a meditation practice, this came to me so I am sharing. Take a deep breath. Close your eyes. Now imagine a place where you feel relaxed... A warm cocoon where you go to get away from the demands of daily life. A place of respite, a place where you… Continue reading A sacred place
A young person reminded me that we can always do things differently no matter the stage of life we are in. "Stage of life" - this phrase alone has bound or constrained many. How often have we been told, how often have we heard the narratives of "you should be doing this at this stage… Continue reading Stages of life
A week off work, and in my leisure, I chanced upon a new series led by a much-respected actor (whom I happen to like a lot 😉 ). So I started watching it and...wow! What a well-made series, with a clever plot and depth of performances by the cast so far. In my experience, this… Continue reading Saving the best
First, a sincere apology to Samuel for the delay in posting this review. But I got here 🙂 I applaud Samuel’s courage I revisiting this traumatic event and writing his story. I was expecting “life lessons” neatly packaged from this writing, but it is not to be so. The true lesson, if there is to… Continue reading #bookreview “Can You See My Scars” by Samuel Moore-Sobel
You may have heard of BTS, the KPop boy band sensation sweeping the global music industry. I've been a fan though not quite Army :-). Respect is due for their success is a testament to their hard work in an uncompromising industry, especially globally. Their latest single is a catchy tune, with doses of carefree… Continue reading Carefree vibes #BTS
There is a luminous space between hopeful and hopeless, where hope still resides. The place of stillness, neither active or passive. A place where we observe beyond, gather and consolidate. Where we let things come...and go without expectations or anticipation. A place where light and darkness do not matter; their presence merely a balancing phenomenon.… Continue reading Luminous space
Away from reflection... a haiku of the now. Who shall care, tender are the spring buds, saplings strive for new life, enough. ~ FlorenceT I have always found writing haiku deeply satisfying, to convey much with so few words. If you need some inspiration, there's a community here. I wrote the haiku from this… Continue reading Who shall care #haiku
Sydney was put into COVID19 lock down again, fortunately for 2 weeks only...for now. When it was announced, relief swept through me and it felt like a holiday had been declared. And I wonder why. After all, I work mostly from home and a lock down have relatively little impact on me. Yes, I do… Continue reading Expectations
She has lived alone for a few years. Most nights she gets to choose the side of her bed she will lay. She slips in (and out) gently and is still a calm "sleeper", rarely does she mess up her bed covers. This reduces the time she needs to make her bed in the morning.… Continue reading Sleeping patterns
To knowing yourselfGiving yourself spaceTo rest, heal and reviveTo give over to moments of nourishment and renewalTo go easy,Tomorrow is another day, To being kind to yourself,Loving yourself. Their grace of being kind to themselves, creating mental frameworks to house their experiences, boundaries to maintain their sense of self, choosing each day to sit in… Continue reading Honouring what is
Cynics speak of the transactional nature of love. Maybe it is not so. And perhaps it is, on a functional perspective. In daily activities, choices are made. In the realm of human existence, decisions are taken. Give and take, so they say. We take stock; subconsciously for what cannot be measured. And in the midst… Continue reading Cynics say
I marvel at the unbounded desires of the mortal's heart, never ceasing its quest for love. Often hopeful of fulfilling its deepest longings. Yet sometimes we need to leave its door open, Be humble to the comings and goings. I marvel at the complexity of the human mind, its capacity to tell stories of everything.… Continue reading Heart and mind
Just for today... do you feel it? ~FlorenceT © 2021 FlorenceT Copyright reserved. The author asserts her moral and legal rights over this work.
Responsibility looks different in context, and irresponsibility comes in many guises. It was a decision made after extensive consideration. It was a decision which saddened and hurt others. It was a decision to honor their own experiences and a demonstration of loving oneself. It was a decision which presented difficulties on many fronts. Their one… Continue reading Kindest I can be?
He said, "reading is a dangerous thing". And I agree. He being the owner at a quaint bookstore I decided to venture in on a whim. The store can be characterised as local yet it has been years since I had been inside. Filled with predominantly pre-loved books of different genres and wide topics. I… Continue reading Reading is dangerous
An echo to a loved one... just to know you're free. "As long as I have breath in meI know who I'm supposed to beI will live or die happilyJust to know you're free" © 2021 FlorenceT Copyright reserved. The author asserts her moral and legal rights over this work.