A watched pot never boils. Or so they say. Yet we cannot conclude, from this, that an un-watched pot will heat up more rapidly. It may fall off the hob. Or it may boil - and then boil over. What the authors of this old saying were really trying to get at, I venture to suggest, is that success involves striking a balance between watching - and not watching - the pot! Well...what I am trying to say is that perhaps slow process can eventually lead only to great success. Maybe... just maybe we need to keep the momentum going without becoming impatient or restless...Having said that I can't help not doubting wether I have got the strength? Do I have the stamina? Can I take much more of a certain silly situation? Probably not - but then again difficulties won't disappear overnight, they need to go through their cycle...lets just hope it is not a long cycle!

'When the going gets tough, the tough get going.' But am I truly tough? Or am I secretly tender? A part of me doesn't want to be a hero. A part of me really doesn't want to cope with crisis or thrive in adversity. A part of me just wants to be cosseted and comforted, loved and listened to, understood and empathised with. Is that really too much to ask?

Well...things just can't stay as they are. I have to move forward to the next stage. Either I do so through a process of conscious decision-making or I will find myself being dragged towards the future by a series of events and developments that are seemingly out of my control...(ha..what is new!!!) ... There's nothing sinister in the picture nor is there anything problematic...perhaps I should try and overcome my desire to freeze one moment in time, so that it stays the same forever...or perhaps not!

Rocket science? A piece of cake. Brain surgery? No problem. If I really want to put myself against something difficult, I can try learning to want what I can actually have. Now that's tricky. We spend our whole lives pining for the apparently unattainable. The more remote, unlikely, or impossible an objective is, the more we lust after it. And no matter how wonderful, how ideal an actual situation may be, we find fault with it and soon begin to resent it. No matter how precious, nay, priceless, gift it maybe or no matter how much it deserves appreciation!!!

Fairy stories have a lot to answer for. They lead us to believe, at an impressionable age, that dreams can come true with the wave of a magic wand. Later in life, our expectations swing to the opposite extreme. We figure that dreams just don't ever come true and we had better wise up to that fact. Yet actually, deep down apart of us wants to believe that they do. We feel as though if at first, we put in an awful lot of work... then maybe something will work out...Sometimes, too, we have to go through experiences that we might far prefer to avoid! So I think fairy tales should be banned....

While I am on a subject of nagging and complaining....let me say something else too.....

Other people should be banned too. Just look at all the trouble they cause and the mess they make. Look at how they behave. Look at what they patently fail to understand. Honestly! Where do they come from? What purpose do they serve? Just think how much better the world would be without them.

ummm.....Admittedly, it would be a lonely place. Admittedly too, there would be nobody to criticise or despair of. But... well... for better or worse, other people, with other views and attitudes exist...and I guess I am learning to live with all the differences...

When good things happen, we assume they must have happened for a reason. When bad things happen, we never feel so sure. At best, we remind ourselves that all clouds have silver linings…(Usually, I just curse my luck!!)... Yet how do we really know whether a development is good or bad? The things we like most, often do us most damage. The things we like least often bring the greatest joy. I have lately felt inclined to resent a particular situation.
But why should I worry? What do I have to feel anxious about? Is there really some terrible threat on the horizon? Am I truly in danger of losing something I treasure? ... (The question is…do I even treasure it!?).. How can I possibly look at the past with such wistful longing, whilst turning to the future with such intense trepidation? What has happened to my faith? I seem to have been lost in the road of destiny…there seems to be nothing that governs direction. Sometimes, it seems as if the course of fate finds it necessary to drag me, kicking and screaming, against my will, towards whatever I most desperately need to experience or to connect with. I don't seem to have a reason to relax no matter how I look at things. No matter how I turn the page…how I look at the glass I don't seem to figure anything out…I wonder though that; can an apparent problem actually be a blessing in disguise? Is the future really brighter than I think? If I try to be subtle, sensitive, and calm and quiet, will I find myself being led painlessly and pleasingly towards the perfect destination?

Health warnings are everywhere these days. The nanny state just cannot leave us alone. "Watch out for this... " "Be careful of that... " "Remember, this isn't good for you." ..."Be aware, there may be consequences to your actions... "It can surely only be a matter of time before warnings are also issued in marriage ceremonies - or on the adverts for lonely hearts in the newspaper. "GOVERNMENT NOTICE; Scientists have now proved that relationships can be stressful and may prove injurious to your health." "ALERT; Sexual attraction is not necessarily a guarantee of romantic compatibility." What am I driving at? ... I don't even know...but I am begining to think that although I am complaining about the current of state of people nagging me all the time...but maybe if ...perhaps if....well...if there was a warning system for these kind of things it wouldn't have been so bad...then some of us wouldn't have to be so scared all the time!

Someone said to me this week, when you are stressed look at the trees...after a while starring at the leaves movement with the breeze puts you in the right state of calm...I tried that this morning driving to Germany...he was right...I watched the scenery as we drove from Belgium to Germany and I felt calmer than I have been for months…maybe that is a good omen…I don’t know…

Bloody hell why can't they have proper keyboards in these foreign countries…or have they just moved Z and Y to confuse me!! German conspiracy….ummm maz be…oh Maybe!

Loneliness is derived from the latin meaning to hold up your heart
and look right through it!