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Release the bitterness
I often wonder how much good is denied to the world when love stories remain incomplete? We often see quotes reminding us that the next great discovery could be in the mind of a child labourer stuck working in a field. Similarly, how much beauty is wasted when treasured bonds are abandoned for reasons other…
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That empty bench…
The saddest scene for me has always been the abandoned park bench. It echoes with profound intensity the pervasive isolation that too many experience, but too few reveal. There is a shame that is carried upon the broken wings of abandonment that anchors us in that space between wanting to create beauty in this world,…
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A walk…and a bit
I stepped on the treadmill today. It’s not my favourite pastime, but I did it anyway. At first, I recalled the time, many years ago, when I first attempted it and found myself winded in less than 3 minutes. I was still working in corporate. Life was lifeless, and purpose was found in servitude. I…
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A bitter ache
Just as beauty is born of love, so too is bitterness born of loss. I wonder what of the troubles of this world is caused by broken hearts, rather than wilful greed? It is the sense of loss, or inadequacy in the eyes of those most cherished, that our worst behaviour comes to the fore.…
