Dear Matisse, Phoenix and Ignatius, It was morning on the beach when the flurry of leaves began to tumble and pirouette from the criss cross boughs of the arbors. In total silence they landed on the green grass which resembled a crotchet tapestry with its dapple of sunlight resplendent across the floor. I felt the … More I Stopped To Watch the Butterflies Dance
My Dearests Matisse, Phoenix and Ignatius, So often we think that we are in total control of our lives. However, sometimes things can happen to us which shake our whole world and all of a sudden we are left with no choice but to question what we deem to be real. In the last 13 … More Conversations with God
Dear Matisse, Phoenix and Ignatius, What do you do when someone negative comes into your life? How does it feel to be caught in a whirlwind of negative comments that does nothing but drain your energy and leaves you questioning everything about yourself and your world? Do you ignore what they say and move on … More To Sink or To Swim?
Dear Matisse, Phoenix and Iggy, I woke up one morning in total turmoil. My heart felt as if it was all twisted inside. My soul felt so incredibly heavy and behind my eyes were tears just ready to be shed. I had spent over a decade wishing that some things in a significant relationship would change … More The Ego and The Expectations
Dear Matisse, Phoenix and Ignatius, There is something awfully romantic about strolling along the tree lined avenues of Shanghai. It is where the tallest boughs of the French maple arbors tower above the busy streets, intertwining to form an arched canopy which provides shade and charming appeal against the neoclassical architecture of an older world. … More Connecting on Your Path
Dear Matisse, Phoenix and Ignatius, People may ask you why you believe what you do and it is important that you know the answer to this so that you can express yourself and your values with conviction. I have met many people in my lifetime who have appreciated my reasons for behaving the way I … More Stand By Your Creed
Dear Matisse, Phoenix and Ignatius, I HAD A DREAM. It was a dream that I had experienced almost twenty years ago and it shook me so violently that it was the impetus I needed to change my life. I simply dreamt of a horse… “A big black stallion with no distinct marks but a coat … More How I Found My Self