Happiness is....

I treasure this little book.

happiness and travel and nostalgia

ek en Mammie...

2002.

Paris

poet: Alice Walker... i love

I received a poem from a friend on 11thNov 2010.

 

And I have been treasuring it since.

It was Alice's "reassurance".

♥ here is another gem of hers'

 

 

Expect Nothing

Expect nothing. Live frugally
On surprise.
become a stranger
To need of pity
Or, if compassion be freely
Given out
Take only enough
Stop short of urge to plead
Then purge away the need.

Wish for nothing larger
Than your own small heart
Or greater than a star;
Tame wild disappointment
With caress unmoved and cold
Make of it a parka
For your soul.

Discover the reason why
So tiny human midget
Exists at all
So scared unwise
But expect nothing. Live frugally
On surprise.

person of the week:Thato Mockena

Young
ambitious
withour being loud or obnoxious.















Gentle & clever...
and tolerates my cold- instructions and stressed smile...
He has been a pillar in my team for a year now. Thanks for your loyalty Thato.

i love Harold....

choking

calloused hands choking me: not with once-off force

just a presence

a dark breath

and then you walk into the room

jeans

quiet

and I can take a breath

fill lungs

empty the emptiness

like Abigail

I understand the way Abigail bites

if I sit next to her and

don't reach out to touch her.

The offense of refusal.

The humiliation of unreciprocated

emotion

tripping

i dreamt you called me Cinderella

but ♥

when I woke up

I was back in the pumpkin

the princess all gone along with

a wooden mask lying quietly on the

side

discipline and cute little birdies... ♥

it takes so much effort to instill discipline.

in a fatigued society

I am starting to understand the state of things...

I can't even get my puppy to listen... what chance does one stand with a child?
♥

 

 

vague and gentle.. yet familiar

vague sense of loss and longing
 

Person of the week: L Cohen

Leonard Cohen

Poems from his book:

"The Book of longing"

Sorrows of the elderly.

The old are kind.

The young are hot.

Love may be blind.

Desire is not.

18th January 2013

come on! its Friday!!

(picture credit: Vogue UK)

17th January 2013

♥

today we think back

to a father

who would have turned 61

and who would have loved Abby

and complain about the

labour unrest

and the cost of cigarettes.

He would have known

how full the Northern Cape-dams were

♥

but now its quiet.

  

friends make the world go round....

happiness... and flapjacks!

and matching dresses!

 and a baby boy.

pass!

the relief

the joy

another exam in the bag.

hope it is a Prada-bag.

:)

broad smile.

reap and sow

 

 

always

coffee

music

photos of Bloemfontein

smiles

always

sunset

beach

strawberries

Harvey's restaurant

Seapoint

walks

Person of the week: COSA- Volunteer Allie.

Children's Organisation of South East Asia

 

their blog has a lot more detail about their amazing work.

Person of the week is volunteer: Allie Smith
♥
for tackling and caring this overwhelming & challenging world-illness.

 

 

The Children's Organization of Southeast Asia (COSA) is a non-profit organization dedicated to the prevention of child trafficking and sexual exploitation within the South East Asia region.
 

foolish Friday

Any relationship is at the mercy of the 1 who cares the least...

 

♥

That is never me.

 

(photo-credit: pinterest)

hurt

like a slow sad smouldering coal

like the mettalic whisp of a match

that was lit

a couple

of

seconds

ago

empty smokey

shadow

in all languages...

certain things find their expression in the same manner no matter what the langauge...

♥ parents want the best for their children, no matter how naughty the children are or what nationality.
♥ people love the swirl of good music in their tired ears.
♥ puppies around the globe think sweeping the kitchen floor is the best game ever.
♥ we are creatures of comfort... ultimately selfish... but disguising it better in the 21st century.

你是和平，你的愿望

(image taken from the most beautiful recipe book: The Cake the buddha ate.)

art and the mouth

the mouth is the monument of pleasure

the cave of healing and restoration through which life passes

the modus of expression and the

magical mingling of connection

 

 

Abby-licious

 

♥

crept into my heart

10weeks- in my happiness-cart

I realised

during a foggy start

to a  4am- day

that

I don't mind

I don't mind your moods...

your "glipsies" in the kitchen...

my little treasure

kisses without measure

Life is Abbylicious

♥

 

 

Person of the week: Richard Cock

musical genius...

engaging orchestra conductor...

building the classical contemporary musical environment in South Africa...

and being a joy to the audience.

 

♪
 

 Link to this magical musician.
 

 

 

beauty

classic

kindle

fire

ice

Charles E Hummel

Tyranny of the Urgent

blog read:

at home in Arkansas

(photo- credit)

♥

wow- Friday-wow

i found a blog:

The Blog.
written and maintained by a 24- year old Portugese lady.

the girl who keeps dreaming

this totally resonates with me..

it positively reverberates through me....
♥
weekend:
puppy love
cooking
hosting a "thank you" dinner
to our 1 month & half- landlord lady Janet.
cleaning study
clearing our cupboard.
♥


 

forest and things

i had a lovely walk with a friend in

Newlands forest a good while back..

and this made me think of that Saturday-morning.

There was a stream and beatiful trees and magical breeze.

Green and peace and talking and walking and enjoying life.

♥

 

 

may you have the finest and grandest in 2013....

♥ sparkling wine ♥ breeze in the trees ♥ colourful city- streets ♥ music ♥ flutes ♥ timpani ♥ poetry ♥ ♥ a warm puppy ♥ timeless friendship ♥ strawberries ♥ watermelon ♥ sunscreen ♥

i carry your heart with me

by E. E. Cummings

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)

♥

 

new and welcome 2013

new
                                                                                                                                      cherish
                                         specific
           learn

open
            
                                                                                            rekindle
beach
                                                                             blossom
               

cupcake-queen of Durbanville                                                                                    tokai forest
♥

                                           poetry
laughter
                                                                                  wine

                                                                                                                             breaking and entering
words