Being Woman, Living life, Reflection, The Self

Lessons by 50

This autumn - why am I growing old? bird disappearing among clouds. ~ Basho Matsuo An apt poem to begin this post - a reflection of sorts on 50 years of life.  But how to measure this time past? An impossibility - so many perspectives, paradigms. Where would I begin? So perhaps lessons I have… Continue reading Lessons by 50

Living life, Quotes, Reflection, Spirit & Soul

Not knowing #quote

  Even as we begin, we look to a sure future. How could we know? Why need we know? Life’s thrill lay with the mysterious unknown. Being alive is to be with the uncertainty. ~ FlorenceT   © 2017 FlorenceT Copyright reserved. The author asserts her moral and legal rights over this work.

Living life, Quotes, The Self

Love relationships for Valentine’s Day

On such a day, I am compelled to write. But of what? I could write about the commercialism of this day known as Valentine’s Day love renewed because of the call of Valentine’s Day affection expressed when compelled by Valentine’s Day faith in another inspired by Valentine’s Day romanticism, cynic or believer, occasioned by Valentine’s… Continue reading Love relationships for Valentine’s Day

Living life, Reflection, The Self

Going away to come home

This feels different, and it feels right.   “We travel, some of us forever, to seek other places, other lives, other souls.” – Anais Nin It wasn’t until I was in my 22nd year that I first travelled solo. Despite having lived away from home for many years by then, I was reserved, conservative and… Continue reading Going away to come home

In relationship, Quotes

What can we gain…

What can we gain by sailing to the moon if we are not able to cross the abyss that separates us from ourselves? This is the most important of all voyages of discovery, and without it, all the rest are not only useless, but disastrous. ~ Thomas Merton   © 2016 FlorenceT Copyright reserved. The… Continue reading What can we gain…

Inspire, Quotes

Roll up your sleeves

This singer-songwriter from Melbourne wrote a letter to herself.  I have included the lyrics - its interpretation is up to you. 🙂 Though Susan Sontag said, Real art has the capacity to make us nervous. By reducing the work of art to its content and then interpreting that, one tames the work of art. Interpretation… Continue reading Roll up your sleeves