Town dreamtown is the place to be anything you want to see just close your eyes and follow me to dream Town images come and go with lights dancing to and fro sleep is such a great release Kohl’s fun at dream Town will never cease what you think about in your bed in dream…

In this world of fear and woe We need peace and Joy. Must we bear all strife alone Must we feel despair Will you fill the World with song Give all that you can Even just a simple smile Lights up all around In the darkness of these times Look for peace and joy Keep…

I like my yellow “post it” notes. Keeps me busy as a bee. Recently they’ve gotten low. Then it will just be me.  

I wish I could show you , when you are lonely or in darkness. The astonishing light of your own being.

It’s the 8th of April And I don’t have a cat If I had a cat I will talk about it So in a way I do have a cat The one I can’t see If I think about her long enough Maybe she’ll  appear.

The race you run is short and long, The end is in sight, It is possible for you to have more than you have, To be more than you have been. Today you put your jumper on backwards and you didn’t care, That’s the beginning of winning. You sit and write happily With your jumper…

Today I will go and look at the people Lining up outside Pavillions. That’s my local supermarket. The lining up has to stop Sure, we are learning patience, But how about we jump in And say “me first “ I must put me first, if I did that I will discover all that I have…

I didn’t sign up for this, Or did I? I’ve always wanted to watch endless television But now I can, I’m not. Something’s afoot. There is cabbage in the fridge – It needs cooking, Kombucha to drink – It’s California, I changed my country for the sunshine, But I brought myself with me So now…

When I was 11, at the bus stop, Nobody knew I was there, The bus didn’t know I was there, it never arrived, I stood and stood and waited My favourite song was ‘ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone’ At the bus stop I waited and waited and thought about the girl that I loved.

Tremors, invaluable, and relatable And yet relating to so much of what is real for me in my small world, I live a small life confined by fears hopes and dreams And in the divine conversation I talk, Mostly I try to listen. I don’t want to leave behind the familiar, But my instinct is…