Wednesday 22 April 2015

Chasing Safety


We're always chasing safety.

Anything that's man-made or natural represents a threat to the harmony that we've surrounded ourselves with.

We run from change because the effects of it will never truly be measured.

The thought of being safe, when all around us presents real or perceived danger fills our hearts with a warm hope.

It's a hope that we can't replicate, irrespective of the situations or circumstances we find ourselves in.

We miss the rain on a Friday after work and retreat to the safety and sanctuary of our homes. That first hot drink seems so much sweeter; the first embrace even harder to let go of.

We're taught to grab opportunities but it's hard to take one step forward into the unknown when the other is wrapped in the bliss we've created.

Take Care
Speak Soon
Ben

Tuesday 21 April 2015

Cracks in the pavement


Where do people go when there's nothing left to do?

Those people I see wandering around in a dreary labyrinth every day; faces too drawn out to give me a clue as to why or who or what.  I hope I never become one of those people who I see every morning. They wander as if cut adrift from the purpose, it may have never really existed.

I hope there's always something to do.
I hope there's always me and you.
I hope there's always adventures.
I hope there's always the blankets of clouds that seem to stretch forever.
I hope there's always the things that make us feel alive.
I hope there's always sheets of lined paper, cut into squares.
I hope there's always hope.

Speak soon
Take care
Ben