MTB– The things we see


An excellent post Claudia. I shall put the book on my list. Thank you!

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Recently I read the book “Everyday matters” by Danny Gregory.
And it really moved me

It’s about sketching

It’s about coping with an accident that his wife had and how it changed their whole life

But mostly for me it’s about learning to see how the things around us really are
instead of assuming they’re like this and that

It’s about looking closely
about letting the everyday surprise you
about taking off the glasses of generalization and putting away stamps or stencils

Danny says that sometimes people draw badly because they draw symbols instead of what they see.

And when I read this I thought if we’re not careful it can happen in our poems as well

It can happen that we feel or see something and instead of looking or listening closely we take a pattern that comes close – or we write about it in a way someone…

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“You cannot control your own population by force, but it can be distracted by consumption.” - Noam Chomsky

“When fascism comes to America, it will be wrapped in the flag and carrying a cross.”  –  Sinclair Lewis

“International affairs is very much run like the mafia. The godfather does not accept disobedience, even from a small storekeeper who doesn’t pay his protection money. You have to have obedience; otherwise, the idea can spread that you don’t have to listen to the orders, and it can spread to important places.” – Noam Chomsky

“The more you can increase the fear of drugs and crime, welfare mothers, immigrants and aliens, the more you control all the people.”   –  Noam Chomsky




Like patchwork quilts

Made up of remnants

Of people, cultures,

Languages, music

Guided by passion

Dictated by gluttony

Frequently altered

By wars, politics

Fostered by greed

Fragmented, disenfranchised,

Reshuffled, with the

Urgency of thieves in flight

Stitched with the threads;

Death, blood, violence

Illusions of patriotism

Become the battle cry

For the disenfranchised

To fight and die

To enrich the elitists

As the oppression increases

The patches fray, weaken,


It really is

All about Empire

Corporate politicians declaring war

On others as they strip the

Freedoms from their own

And those who dare

To make a difference

Wear the label of traitor





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Where the shadow falls the deepest…

“I only went out for a walk and finally concluded to stay out till sundown, for going out, I found, I was really going in.  –  John Muir  (1838 – 1914)

“The woods are lovely, dark and deep. But I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep.”  

-  Robert Frost

“How strange that Nature does not knock, and yet does not intrude!   –  Emily Dickinson


Where the shadow falls the deepest… 

Cool waters run rapid

Needles fall from the pines

Crunching beneath my boots

Fallen trees offer rest


Birds serenade sweetly

Sometimes mournfully

Sunlight illuminates

Flitting through branches


Nature seems to listen

She collects my tears

Nurturing new growth

Recyclage dans son temps  (Recycled in its  time)



Her fingers gently caress

With each fragile breath of wind

Her reflection can be found

Dans l’étang de la cascade  (In the pond of the cascade)


Be tender – learn her wisdom

Caution where your foot falls

Even the insects have their work

Her rhythm measures my own


Sanctuary – she gives freely

It is she who pays the price

Tranquility oft to linger

Là où la chute l’ombre tombe le plus profond (Where the shadow falls the deepest)





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Alien Landscape


“Open your eyes, look within. Are you satisfied with the life you’re living?   – Bob Marley


“Not on one strand are all life’s jewels strung.”   - William Morris


“Life is like a ten speed bicycle. Most of us have gears we never use.”   – Charles M. Schulz


“I have not failed. I’ve just found 10,000 ways that won’t work.”   – Thomas A. Edison


Alien landscape


We are all tourists

Some will be obsessed

Driven to make the most

Of each moment

They fail to take pleasure

In the nuances proffered

Others will passively move

From this reality to

Whatever awaits?

There are those who are

Unshakable and move

With grace and confidence

Through the darkest of times

Others claw their way

From first breath to last

To tremble at the touch of another

Can be a most precious gift

Painting the canvas of your life

The colors are yours to choose

Will you play it safe – muted colours?

Dare to express yourself with all the

Vibrancy within your grasp?

Time passes all to quickly

The years both kind and cruel

Reflected in the shading

Light and darkness in turn

Mortality a heartbeat away

Create while you can

The music of your life






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Learning to Die: my TEDx talk


Carly-Jay has much to teach us all!

Originally posted on bruises you can touch:

Yesterday my TEDx talk went live on TEDx Brisbane’s YouTube channel, and I’ve had an almost overwhelming response about speaking about my life (and deaths), and my beliefs and truths about death and dying. Here it is - Learning to Die.

I’ve been bathed in Death Walker training over the last two days, the last of which is today, and being able to come together with other ‘deathies’ has been such a gift; so serendipitous in its timing. When I checked my phone at morning tea, I couldn’t understand why I had a flurry of messages, although it soon registered when friends and strangers alike were reaching out to me to droves. Mission accomplished!

And so here it is. It’s been released to the the world, and it’s there for people to do with it what they may. I am happy and grateful that it is out in the ether, and if…

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Cadeau de la clé / Gift of the key

Thank you Christine over at for inspiring this post. Stop in and meet Christine if you are not already following her. Read and be inspired as I am.


“We shouldn’t teach great books; we should teach a love of reading.”   – B.F. Skinner


“To read is to fly: it is to soar to a point of vantage which gives a view over wide terrains of history, human variety, ideas, shared experience and the fruits of many inquiries.”   – A.C. Grayling


“Reading takes us away from home, but more important, it finds homes for us everywhere.”   – Hazel Rochman



Cadeau de la clé / Gift of the key



Intrinsically curious

Insatiable in their


Starving to understand

Insatiable curiosity

The mystery about them

This world, people

How things work?

Why they do not work?

What is to become of them?

How do they fit in?

Or not?


Give them fuel to feed

The fires of inquisitiveness

Open the door to literature,

History, science, poetry

And all the world of print

Give them the tools

To learn, to explore so that they

One day they can be more

Read to them teach them

Give them the key

Entice them to unlock each

Mystery that beckons and the

Gift that they are never








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The World of Wonders, Illustrated


I really enjoyed this post from Lotta!

Originally posted on Lotta Wanner:

World of Wonders

If I get my eyes on anything old with words I just can’t let it go. I’m fascinated by the wish to communicate that lasts over centuries.

These old magazines (?) were handed over to me by my Father in Law, I guess he didn’t have the heart to throw them away either.

Unfortunately I can’t find one single fact to when these were printed.  But clues from: they mention interesting experiments made by a man called Alexander Graham Bell! The price is 6d. And they often refer to matters occuring in the 1700s, not so long ago in their time. No names of authors of the articles are printed.

One story specifically caught my attention yesterday, it is titled and starts like this:



THE Gentleman’s Magazine for August, 1739, records the death of one Christiana Davis, on the 7th July of that…

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