I feel

like coming out.

Coming?

I am back working with kids after two years and I can’t believe I’ve taken this long to get back. I realise, now I am with them, how much I’ve missed this bit of sunshine in my life. I’d forgotten how much fun I can have with them.

The best part is that I am this familiar thing that they can just appropriate when I am there and when I am not, I just am not.  So, the minute I walk through the gate, they go, ‘Hey! We’re meditating (!), coming?’ or ‘We’re making mud cakes, coming?’ or ‘We’re having green juice, coming?’ or ‘We’re doing math, coming?’

Nothing can bring a bigger smile to my face. I love it. Coming?

Afternoon musing

A friend asked me one day, ‘What’s important – to know or to love?’

I said without taking a breath, ‘To love’ and he smiled a disbelieving smile.

I am thinking this afternoon about all the turns my life has taken and realise that sometimes, the only knowing you need to know is the ability to love.