2013

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aUmYGLIubho

These are a few of my favourite things...

Things I adore:

Moonlight
Green tea
Music
Staying up far too late
Reading
Writing
Painting
Arguing my point
Discussing politics
An expensive glass of Shiraz
Live Music
Watching waves break upon the shore
A new novel
The minor chords
Ancient Egypt
Spirituality
Red nail polish
Watching documentaries
Vintage heels
Walking along the beach
Sunshine
Op-shops
Road Trips
Finding a way to contribute to solving an environmental issue
Studying world religions
Quantum psychics
Watching bad '90s Films; think 'Braindead' & 'The Craft'
Japanese Architecture
Pancakes
Looking at different periods in architecture
Art, art, art
Summer
Laughter
Volunteering
Daydreaming.....

..and then daydreaming some more..

"Live Simply so that others may Simply Live.."

He assists many on the streets of Los Angeles.

I adore his work and his attitude.

If money was no object - what would you do?

If your Life were a Book...

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N2QZM7azGoA

Never judge a book...

I lay on the faded green carpet watching a sitcom.

My canine companion sat in front of me.  It seemed at the time rather strange to me; usually he lay by my side when I watched television.

At the time I lived in a run-down home with an odd assortment of bohemian housemates.  It was both exhilarating and exhausting.

There was however one night I shall never forget.

There was a knock at the door.  I answered the door - remembering the person at the door vaguely from an interaction with one of my house-mates.  My dog, sitting in front of me bared his teeth and growled.  He did not even seem to want to allow this person into my home.

I was embarrassed at the time, scolding my dog.

I remember the person at the door talking to my house-mate and then leaving rather abruptly.

My dog growled, bared his fangs and sat in front of me the whole time.

I was worried - I mean, did this mean my dog was aggressive? Should I have trained him better?


As it would turn out - time would give me the answers.

Two months after the above mentioned evening - and after I had moved out of this share-house I would learn the following....


The person my dog was growling at/baring his teeth at had in fact committed crimes.  Violent crimes.

That is why my dog was protecting me.

The person had in fact harmed women.



...and to this day I believe in my canine companion.

He was trying to protect me. And I doubted him.

...and I never shall again.