Tag: love

  • The Joy Of… (2)

    If life is a wine glass... what do you fill yours with?
    If life is a wine glass… what do you fill yours with?

    …Being lovely. I’ve had a great week and it’s because I’ve offered time and energy to all sorts of people. I’ve cooked dinner for someone who needed a good chat, reviewed a report for someone who wanted to hone their argument and had a lovely breakfast meeting to say ‘thank you’ to a friend who has worked hard for me.

    And I purchased three books from a charity shop (and overpaid for them) and then bought a Big Issue from a very polite seller in town.

    It’s been a good week and making people smile has been worth the time. I’ve had lots of great conversations with lovely people, learned a few things and enjoyed myself.

    And my to-do list is as long as ever, but life is like that. Sometimes we have to put others first, be helpful and offer loveliness into the world.

    So, this week when someone asks for your help, or needs a boost, give them your time and freely share your skills. It doesn’t matter whether these people are at home or at work… putting loveliness into the world makes our life a rich and rewarding place to be.

  • Crow Does… Love

    Caw! Do what I say! Go lovin'...!!
    Caw! Do what I say! Go lovin'…!!

    Caw! It’s me, Crow! Bet you didn’t expect that did you? Richard has a week left to finish his book and has asked me to step in at short notice to write something. He says he needs the ‘creative space’ this week, but personally I think he’s just faffing. Or necking sherry straight from the bottle, which he says is an old Victorian remedy for Writer’s Block. I’m not convinced though. Caw! What an old fraud!

    But hey, I get to say something and I thought I would mention that last week had Valentine’s Day in it, which is not something I usually worry about as a Crow. However, given that I’m a bit of an old romantic (don’t tell the pigeons, or they’ll never leave me alone, with their irritating cooing) I think you humans are odd.

    I mean you work hard (or so Richard tells me) for 365 days a year at your jobs, or polishing your houses, and yet you only have one day for love! One day! Even your banks get eight days of holiday! Crazy or what! Caw!

    I mean I’m just a bird, but if I liked a bird I’d tell her more than once a year that I loved her! Birds need telling and showing you know. Or they fly off with another Crow who’s all beak and shiny tail feathers and then don’t return your messages, well, er, er, I guess that’s what they do. That happened to a close friend of mine. Apparently.

    So, listen you humans; I’d like you to do some more lovin’ this week and double your love-output for the year. People like to be loved and now that the Big Day has passed it will look like you really mean it and aren’t just jumping on the commercial band-wagon.

    Go for it! Crow says…love!

    And peace to all birds (but not pigeons, as there are limits).

    Oh and you can watch Brian again if you like. He’s cool too.

    Caw! I’m off now to do some crow lovin’ and make a new bird smile! Caw, caw!