Monday, July 05, 2010








"The meaning of our existence
is not invented by ourselves,
but rather detected."
Man's Search for Meaning
by Viktor E. Frankl

Pip Wilson
I am feeling
and I wonder
how you are
Feeling?

Immediate
Zig our beautiful
non human friend
is a 10 year old.
He got attacked today!

When we returned from Church this morning
he was bleeding from the neck.
We can see a cut/claw mark there
but something else must be wrong.
When I pick him up he is hissing at me.
He has hardly moved today.
When he has
it has been slow and laboured.

I have just placed him in his kitchen bed.
Hope is is stronger tomorrow.

Was it a local cat?
Fox?
Damage in flight or fight?

Funny ..... but great how we care.
-o-o-o-o-o-o-
Bex starts her new job today.
She is on my mind and
wishes of wonder ensue.....
-o-o-o-o-o-o-
Did a long letter to Bobby today.
Long for me.
I print out my Blogs -
and write all over them.
I want him to do well
now and forever
lost in wonder
love and praise ..........
-0-0-0-0-0-0-0
Jenny too
justice and mercy ...........
-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-
Pete ............
-o-o-o-o-
Julie
-o-o-o-o-o-
Big John
-o-o-o-o-o-o-
Dana/Derek/ and other not mentioned by name but are known .....
and all those I have not replied to and are camped out in my inbox .......
-o-o-o-o-


It is interesting how
humans can say hello with their eyes.
Others don't say anything with their eyes.
So - they are saying nothing.
The eyes are a light to the soul.
-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-
Do you look at a human when you communicate?
When you speak?
When you listen?
Enter every trembling heart .........
-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-
I am feeling reflective at the end of the day.
I am feeling reflective at the start of a new week
I am feeling reflective as I step into uncertainty
I am feeling reflective because I don't ever want certainty.
I am feeling reflective because humans are close to my soul
I am feeling reflective because they are in it, we are touching finger tips together
Let me to your bosom fly ..........
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“We who lived in concentration camps can remember the men
who walked through the huts comforting others,
giving away their last piece of bread.
They may have been few in number,
but they offer sufficient proof that everything can be taken from a man
but one thing:
the last of the human freedoms -
- to choose one's attitude
in any given set of circumstances,
to choose one's own way.”
Viktor Frankl