Category Archives: Compassion

The Un-Materialist


I remember those heady days when we first entered college, dropped our bags and said goodbye to our parents. Those conversations filled with awkward love and soon-forgotten advice. I remember meeting my new roommates, and sharing stories and then drinks … Continue reading

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An Eternal Sense Of Life


“What was your life like?” I said to the man one ahead of me in the queue of judgement. “I was like a man possessed,” he said as we waited. “How do you mean” said Mr Safe, namely me, now … Continue reading

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Wishing Everyone Who Passes By This Blog A Happy Christmas


 I am reminded by my life and contacts in social media that some of us enjoy a Christmas surrounded by those who love them and can celebrate that blessing with traditional feasting, and for others it is a time of … Continue reading

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On the Passing Of His Wife


The mourners stood around him eating cakes and sandwiches not made by him. Some catering company he employed to do the work, did the work while he stood near a corner of the room, watching his guests share memories of … Continue reading

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Just Another Dinner Party


I’m not saying I was sober: you try drinking two shots of JD followed by a bottle of red and then reading the central heating manual in a clear and precise manner: it does not happen. Somewhere through that first … Continue reading

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Because I loved you


I cannot hold your hand this year, I cannot share that memory. I cannot pour a drink for you or walk the beach where we both walked. I cannot laugh as we both laughed or dance a night time’s life … Continue reading

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Paris. I Don’t Know What To Say


  Like us all I am filled with sadness and bewilderment over the events in Paris. The levels of hatred, disillusionment or whatever it is which lie at the heart of the actions perpetrated by these men is beyond anything … Continue reading

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