....... and the words said -
'feed me till I want no more' ............
This community group I belong to -
the one that meets on Sundays -
that was the stand-out line today.
The trouble is -
I want to be fed
and want to never
be satisfied
always wanting more.
I think heaven only
will we be wanting no more.
/
Today we won.
This minority group I belong to -
yes this is another minority group I belong to.
We won
hardly covered by TV
Newspapers
Facebook
Blogs.
/
Rugby League is a minority sport
and I feel it.
My team won today - next step is
quarter finals on the way to Wembley.
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Tomorrow is Joan's birthday.
I never tell when it is mine.
No Blogs on me.
We are going out for a meal
and little Sheila,
between TV Directing jobs,
will join us.
She never misses out on the good times.
Joy is in London at the same time,
but tearing around setting things up
for the next fashion shoot so -
she will not be with us.
No present from husband for Joan.
In a few weeks she goes, with the Sheilas,
to Marrakech for a few days.
That is the best present.
The have a few days away together once a year.
/
We are not having holidays this year.
With the home move pending,
all of life is uncertainty, so -
we will await developments.
/
I am churning challenge.
How do I break through -
in relationships
in using activities.
Using processes which interest.
Draw in their attention.
I need to also get them to contribute
engage, reflect, talk, and that is a big call.
I am talking about
a group of young humans
all with lots to say
all with behavioural issues.
all with no interest, commitment or reason to
co-operate with me.
I am charged with working with them.
I want to give them options to enable them.
Enable them to step outside their existing.
New lives for old.
You cannot force freedom.
Liberation is not liberation
unless it is chosen.
