Everything is plundered, betrayed, sold,
Death's great black wing scrapes the air,
Misery gnaws to the bone.
Why then do we not despair?

By day, from the surrounding woods,
cherries blow summer into town;
at night the deep transparent skies
glitter with new galaxies.

And the miraculous comes so close
to the ruined, dirty houses --
something not known to anyone at all,
but wild in our breast for centuries.

~ Anna Akhmatova ~

(Poems of Akhmatova, edited and translated by Stanley Kunitz with Max Hayward)

Iraq Veterans Memorial

"It all depends on how we look at things and not
on how they are in themselves."

-- C.G. Jung

Off to see the wizzard - that's what it feels like . It's like visiting Merlin. MrH my friendly, unorthodox shrink. I am so fortunate to have someone help me shrink my stressful thoughts now and then and sort me out. Evryone should have a MrH. Blessed be.

Wonder what will come up ? I never know in advance.I Usually think about stuff to take up on the way there and end up talking about something completely different. It takes me just under and hour to get there by tube and bus.Plenty of meditative time.

Actually, come to think of it , it's more like talking to the garden gnome lol

Woke up early.Monday mornings tend to be noisy . It 's when the dustbinmen come.What a racket too . Still I'm glad they do this important job.

My dream last night was about creating things with turquoise tiles and also a dress for someone. Right at the end of the dream a nasty twist.
I am sitting opposite the art teacher who is asking me how I meditate
I show him and show the hand positions or mudras.

He can't hear or understand very well so I shout out to hm " Mudras "
which is when one of the guys standing on the left get's angry ... he is afraid that he is witnessing some evil goings on or devil worhip and feels threatened .. " You'll be burned for this " turns round and walks away in disgust.

Took up my jeans, they were a wee bit too long.

Don't spend your precious time asking
'Why isn't the world a better place?'
It will only be time wasted.
The question to ask is 'How can I make it better?'
To that there is an answer.

-- Leo F. Buscaglia

I popped out to KOnsum around 9pm onlt to find that it had closed so I had walk further on to Hemköp which is open till 10 pm every day , even Sundays.Had to do this as I must have eggs and stuff for breakfast

Returned with the eggs and some really crisp apples and soft chevre ( goats ) cheese . the sour creaminess of the chevre compliments the juicy tart of peeled apple for melt in the mouth moments followed by a sip of red wine, A lovely way to round off Sunday.

11:11 says my computer clock . It is a sign and I am off to bed now.

Night night everyone (((( hugs ))))))