More change…

I have a busy mind. I admit it’s been floored a bit since the MI. I’m writing this whilst the cat’s having one of those crazy moments, so I guess his mind’s a bit like mine right now and he may leap on to my desk any minute…

When I moved last year I thought that was all endings and new beginnings happening , but now it seems, there’s more to come. Some kinda further substantial shift.

I realise that I am tired of certain situations, recurring issues, other people’s stuff and that I have, at this moment, lost the will and patience (not that I had much of that) to listen to what I can only describe as 360 degrees of the same…..stuff. I have been suggesting folk take their stuff elsewhere. I have my own to be concerned with and mine is more important right now.

So back to the busy mind and keeping it occupied. I am. We all experience stuckness, inertia, having to not take action – all these things I am no fan of. But there’s a lesson I must learn to move in to the next phase of my life and my third phase is coming up.

Am I in search of enlightenment, something else. Maybe. But the old has to go and strangely that can also mean some people who have been in my life for a long time. Slowly, one by one, they disappear. Slowly the planets align and a new path appears. I make my new journey alone. No hangers-on thank you. It’s about my Hisao.

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“Children need art and stories and poems and music as much as they need love and food and fresh air and play. “

Mazlo’s hierarchy of needs should be revised. The inner fire needs to be stoked through the imagination too.

Astrid Lindgren Memorial Award

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Wise words from Philip Pullman, who received the Astrid Lindgren Memorial Award in 2005:

Children need art and stories and poems and music as much as they need love and food and fresh air and play. If you don’t give a child food, the damage quickly becomes visible. If you don’t let a child have fresh air and play, the damage is also visible, but not so quickly. If you don’t give a child love, the damage might not be seen for some years, but it’s permanent.

But if you don’t give a child art and stories and poems and music, the damage is not so easy to see. It’s there, though. Their bodies are healthy enough; they can run and jump and swim and eat hungrily and make lots of noise, as children have always done, but something is missing.

It’s true that some people grow up never encountering…

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Eurovision maintenant!

Am gearing up to a night of Eurovision – mammoth-size knitathon ahead. My fave is Belgium, followed by Bulgaria and Australia. By gum many of the songs are verging on acceptable melodies despite key changes as the contest edges towards taking itself seriously again. It’s mostly youthful, futuristic, great hair everywhere. Too many songs sung in English though.

Politics – there is some for sure. But hey ‪#‎nopasaran‬ Europe no pasaran. Who will get booed this year – my guess is Russia and Israel. UK entry not too baaad boyz, not bad at all. ‪#‎Eurovision‬ all my feckin’ life – it was the ultimate show of the year for all the family. Sweden are fun hosts – expecting a lot of cheek from Graham and Petra.

Some brilliant bilingual folk around too. ‪#‎Learnalanguage‬ or three – it’s good for you! And if you are watching it – whether to groan at or embrace a spectacular live event – please remember ‪#‎Roma‬ – all music is brought to you by the traveller. Vivire, rock et de prosperer!

conchita