On my workshops I often share with the attendees how much I like the Rudyard Kipling story, The Cat That Walked By Himself, from Oh So Stories. you can read it Here.
This story is in a similar vein, but from Zimbabwe. It does encapsulate cats very well too… This is dedicated to all Women, Cats and Catwomen everywhere…
Once upon a time, there was a wild cat, who got tired of living alone and chose for herself a husband, another wild cat who she thought was the finest creature in all the jungle.
This morning I was up and about at 4:30am, thanks to my lovely cat Henry who likes to wake me up around that time because he wants me to open the door, so he can go back to sleep on/under the deck chair on our patio (weather depending that is). So I get up, like a good and obedient cat slave, open the back door and watch him settling down, literally 1 metre from the glass door. I bet he is purring too.
I tried to go back to sleep, but couldn’t as this is my usual insomnia time. I thought: this is a great opportunity to go out and find a spot to settle in with my camera and do some street photography.
Sometimes beauty can be found in very unlikely places… Like a contaminated junk yard in South East London…
Staying still, saying nothing,
Even when I’m dying to.
But Think. Think: Consequences
Before she even attempts
To articulate your thoughts.
Birds are always in sync. They always arrive and leave at the right time.
Seven years ago, my parents were driving in the French countryside, where they live.
My dad noticed a black shape on the side of the road. As he got nearer, he found himself looking into the eyes of a fledgling crow who was laying there, near a roundabout. She was only a few weeks old and completely on her own, with no parents in sight or earshot.
A few life times ago I made a vow. I vowed to dedicate my self to help animals. To alleviate their suffering and help them to be heard. I have tried a few things over the years. I waged a war against the world, but I realised that the war I was fighting against the outside world was also happening inside me…
Today we went to the 12th edition of Robots Live! in Burgess Hill.
Boy has been such a fan of the TV show Robot Wars, building his own cardboard versions of the heavy weight robots he has spent so long watching as they annihilate one another…
I have left everything behind. Twice.
Most people in my previous situations wouldn’t have done it…
Boy made this video with his dad and The Moonstruck Pup yesterday, while I was away on a yoga teacher training day…
For me anything that happens in a Galaxy Far, Far, Far Away makes me want to go back to bed, but this video made me laugh :)
Have a good night,
At some point you will feel like you are at a crossroad in life and you don’t know which direction to take…