With the stroke of a brush one can forever change the colour of a room. The same can be said of one’s words, choose them wisely. –… Read more “A Brush Stroke”
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The Ideal & Anxiety`
The difference between your ideal self, the version of yourself that you aspire to be, and the manifestation that you currently embody, is the amount of room… Read more “The Ideal & Anxiety`”
Pride As a Tool
The Danish philosopher Soren Kierkegaard once said, “A man who as a physical being is always turned toward the outside, thinking that his happiness lies outside him,… Read more “Pride As a Tool”
The Bees
My eyes close. I hear them. The bees. They are doing what bees do. The sound is so clear, so concise, its hard to distinguish where it… Read more “The Bees”
Rebirth
Volcanoes are like the seasons destroyers, to be sure perhaps, we should be in awe. fire and ice, they are, creators of life. a phoenix, reborn we… Read more “Rebirth”
Fire & Ice
The seasons of life Fire and Ice The sun kissing your skin A soft touch from god The rain dripping down your face What a moment to… Read more “Fire & Ice”
The Smile of a Flower
The purple flower smiled up at me. Looking down at the flower I knew it had only recently bloomed into existence, so new to life. I held… Read more “The Smile of a Flower”
Down By the River
Down By the River Some of the most beautiful moments of my life have been with my dog, down by the river. The lush green grass grown… Read more “Down By the River”
Polarity – A Short Story by M L Wood
The wind blew softly against Nick’s face as he blinked himself into awareness. He rolled out his fingers and felt the dewy grass warm against his hands,… Read more “Polarity – A Short Story by M L Wood”
Journey
Go on a journey through yourself. For that is the only and if we are honest, ultimate journey there ever is. Take your hands off the wheel… Read more “Journey”
The Growth Philosophy 