A time of life when finally, it's not about me.
A bit of this, a bit of that, family, simple pleasures interspersed with walks on golden sand and riding pushy in my village, make me happy.
I'm an Aussie.
lcroese@bigpond.net.au
Pumpkin Island, did you know it was won by the previous owner in a game of cards? It's a sacred place where you can hear jellyfish breathe, feed curlews by hand who call thanks in the night. The perfect destination.Twenty minutes across the bay off the Yeppoon Coast in Central Queensland, Australia, is heaven's tranquil maste... More..
Understanding a cat's memoryThere is a delinquent pooping in the pergola, climbing on the car, claiming the shed, making dreadful noises outside my window when I go to bed. During the day he's stealing food, terrorizing birds, rubbing up against my legs, and purring.Cleaning poop, washing the car, leaving the shed door open s... More..
The way to be happy in everyday life is so simple,it's not taken seriously, or valued,possibly because everyday happiness is confusedwith those rare moments in a lifetimeof intense emotional fulfillment,such as passion, lust, or winning a prize or an event.Everyday happiness seems tame in comparison,we want that intensity of ... More..
The philosophy of self-awareness is based on the notion that 'self' exists.Self is an illusion, an erroneous idea that somehow that there is an 'I'.'I' is a human, worldly concept for purposes of identity and importance, not shared by any other part of nature and creation.Does a baby have self-awareness? A baby simply 'is'. T... More..
Good News! Bad news!It's annoying, I know, but those annoying habits in your loved ones that drive you crazy are actually triggering a damaged nerve.Your damaged nerve.You could choose to see it as an effective warning system and take personal responsibility for healing the nerve, or choose to project your irritation endlessl... More..
Gardening is taking over sleep and growing wise inside me.It is draining my capacity to harvest words by day.I'm like the baby native whose joy is plain to seerooting into soil, stretching from a golden sea.Watch it grow, eager for the light.The ordinary grassy block I'm turning into a sea of golden mulch,with fat worms,is fi... More..
Recently I was a guest at a Toastmaster's meeting. I went along for a social outing and to see if it appealed to me as extraneous interest.I enjoyed the evening and became enthusiastic about joining, but on reflection, decided the last thing I needed was another 'head' activity.I'm a head person by inclination, or is it by na... More..
Louise Marie Croese
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