Age

We'll always be looking ahead longingly, until we're looking back wistfully.

Screw you, Robert Frost

I thought I'd left Frost's poem behind, but he had maintained his grip on me all these years. Recently I was chatting about what the future looks like with my counsellor Toni, when she asked, “What are you scared of?”

The small things rarely are

These lines sit in the back pocket of my diary, and I pull them out when I need some grounding. When the achievement means more than who I am becoming as I work towards the goal. When I get a head full of self-importance and how I treat those around me suffers.

Curious

There is a shift that must take place in between when we realise that we’ve got something of value to share with another, and when we have the confidence to act on it.