Tag Archives: Look forward

Are you a negative thinker?

A negative thinker sees difficulty in every opportunity while a positive thinker sees an opportunity in every difficulty.

I once read about a young boy with two prosthetic legs, yet in spite of this, he was a keen sportsman – a runner. His story prompted me to think about all the positive things I have I my life as well as the good times I have to look forward to which is far healthier than dwelling on tragedy. It’s okay to be sad sometimes, but making a different life and seeing the half full glass, is what counts. When I am writing, I am able to switch off from reality and write about whatever I wish – to go off into a world of fantasy if I so desire.  This has stood me in good stead and enabled me to continue sharing coping tools with other people.

The following poem by Rudyard Kipling says it all:

If you can dream but not make dreams your master.

If you can think and not make thoughts your aim.

If you can meet with triumph and disaster

And treat those two imposters just the same …

Yours is the earth and  everything  in it.                                                   


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Take a risk

We all know that there’s no point in feeling sorry for oneself, is there? Go for change. It’s no good wasting energy on things we cannot control. We need to stop trying to please others all the time. How about taking a risk? It certainly doesn’t help to dwell on the past. Are you the kind of person that makes mistakes over and over? Do you resent the success of others? Try not to give up too easily. Remember that it’s therapeutic to do something a bit risky.

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If only houses could talk ….

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Like the fields where I chased butterflies in my childhood, the mountain my husband loved to climb as a boy, or the beach where our children paddled and fished in tide pools, our house didn’t belong to me nearly as much as I belonged to it. I’d worked hard in the garden even though the roots of the glade of eucalyptus trees bordering our property drank the water greedily whenever I watered, leaving little to nourish the grass and plants.

Does a house have eyes and ears? If only it could  tell me all it has witnessed. Maybe that depends on how I ask and how much I’m willing to hear.

I am an early riser, so that day I chose to sit on the landing which was sufficiently large to house me and our black Belgium Shepherd, Bonnie. We sat together for half an hour or so; me in my pajamas, the dog warming my feet as we bundled up together under a rug to ward off the chill. I found myself replaying the past in my head. I returned to the time when my three children were getting ready for school, rushing about noisily, dressing fast, grabbing their schoolbags then eating breakfast on the run. The house, like my heart, was filled with thoughts of my lovely, happy family.

In the stillness on the stairs, it was as if I could hear them all again. It was the weekend and they were singing, listening to loud music, talking and the girls were giggling. I could hear the thud of footsteps in the bedrooms above me, showers running, toilets flushing, phones ringing, doors banging, voices rising and falling like wind through the trees. I heard lots of laughter filling the rooms and overflowing into a thousand empty spaces.

This house held countless memories from other times; times of want and times of plenty, good times, bad times, happy times as well as sad times. Our house is a memory bank that my late husband and I invested in, beginning in the days when our family was young, hoping for a good return someday when we grew older.

Starting to shiver on those stairs with Bonnie on my feet, I felt very rich. I stood up and went upstairs to get dressed and start another day.


We sold that house in the year 2003 when my husband became ill. We bought an apartment that now rings with the sound of my grandchildren’s voices.

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As one travels through life…

courage isAs one travels through life, there are times when decisions have to be made, even when the choices are hard and solutions seem scarce. There are situations where all one can do is let go and move on, gather one’s courage and choose a direction that carries one toward a new dawn.

One has to pack up one’s troubles and take a step forward even though the process of change can be rough. We have to try searching for the good things ahead. There might be adventures we never imagined awaiting around the next bend. Some of our dreams might even come true. One never knows.

There are many options in life . Travel, for instance … who knows? We might see places we never dreamed of and visit exciting worlds. Knowing that our friends are supportive of what we do, might help. I have learned to put one foot in front of the other and take things one day at a time. There might be a brighter tomorrow ahead and it might be better if we learn not to look back all the time; look forward rather. And I always remember my husband’s favorite saying;

Grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference.

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