Black house roofs are a mirror to the smoke

The cloud mood makes a backdrop for goodbye

You lift me parallel to chimney stacks

And make me dizzy with your old world kiss

The soot is falling like night colored snow

I feel its weight like stone lids on my eyes

I know I will make poetry again,

But who will chafe my heart when you are gone?

(Sandra Fowler).

Sky sets meet; shared investments of mood

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No where can be better to tap into a big dose of unconditional kindness than chilling out with our furry friends…..indeed, patting their fur is known to lower our heart rate and induce the feel good chemicals from our brain….don’t forget to grab such moments when you can

The harsh slopes of others’ criticisms and projections set the scene for cold interactions and pierced hearts ……..if we can dig deep and remain kind with our tongue even in the face of judgement we can be more in control of our own emotional well-being….and role model a class act…….DON’T LET ANYONE STEEL YOUR BUZZ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

*** Kind acts….in their many forms…create waves of kindness that give us hope…and I am committed to supporting kindness conservation…..For example, my mumma bear has taught me to do at least one kind act a day for someone else without having to have it acknowledged (whatever that act of kindness may be). Please endorse the aforementioned to ensure the future flourishing of kindness for generations to come ***

Take me to the river of kindness…..however remote, I seek kindness as a luxury retreat for my soul……just that bit closer to my heart…..I invite all along the same path 🙂

I have always tended to have a natural propensity for kindness. For example, I remember in primary school befriending a little girl in calipers who was being bullied. Tanya was her name, and she was the sweetest soul, and one of my dearest memories is playing with her, and sticking up for her against the bullies.

However, I have come to appreciate that kindness is not complete and pure in the absence and or neglect of kindness for oneself. I have along my path allowed my kindness to be exploited and manipulated. It is indeed an art form to balance and channel kindness without being exploited. So, the underlying message is….go court self kindness in whatever way it may manifest for you…..a massage, a bubbly spa bath and or sitting in a calming garden setting. In whatever form…. Let self kindness light your way!!!!!!!

Thanks for joining me!

Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton