THE IMPORTANCE OF GOALS

If you feel your life lacks purpose, you may just be right.

For most of my life, I had a vague notion about where I wanted to be, what I wanted to achieve….

But it wasn’t until a few years ago that I actually started to chronical my ambitions. On my laptop, I now keep a Word document, outlining the things I want to achieve, and a date by which I hope to make them a reality.

A lot of the time, I cannot actualise the goal by the date set, but I don’t let that send me into a state of depression.. I simply  adjust the date to a new and future one, by which I hope to get it done. (That is the magic of the computer – you can just delete and adjust as suits the circumstances.)

But hey! Let me tell you something!

It is just amazing how many of these aims I have brought to fruition over the years. Not only does this process clarify one’s thinking on priorities, but it gives life meaning and a sense of great achievement when the success of a project is highlighted in the ‘attained’ colour of your choice.

Try it! It works!

TEN YEARS ON.

Let us all remember those who died on this day,

ten years ago…

9/11 … never to be forgotten.

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MASTER SONG!

THE BALLAD OF LUCY JORDAN – Marianne Faithfull

The morning sun touched lightly on the eyes of Lucy Jordan
In a white suburban bedroom in a white suburban town
As she lay there ‘neath the covers dreaming of a thousand lovers
Till the world turned to orange and the room went spinning round.

At the age of thirty-seven she realised she’d never
Ride through Paris in a sports car with the warm wind in her hair.
So she let the phone keep ringing and she sat there softly singing
Little nursery rhymes she’d memorised in her daddy’s easy chair.

Her husband, he’s off to work and the kids are off to school,
And there are, oh, so many ways for her to spend the day.
She could clean the house for hours or rearrange the flowers
Or run naked through the shady street screaming all the way.

At the age of thirty-seven she realised she’d never
Ride through Paris in a sports car with the warm wind in her hair
So she let the phone keep ringing as she sat there softly singing
Pretty nursery rhymes she’d memorised in her daddy’s easy chair.

The evening sun touched gently on the eyes of Lucy Jordan
On the roof top where she climbed when all the laughter grew too loud
And she bowed and curtsied to the man who reached and offered her his hand,
And he led her down to the long white car that waited past the crowd.

At the age of thirty-seven she knew she’d found forever
As she rode along through Paris with the warm wind in her hair…

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CO-AUTHOR

I would like to bring to my readers’ attention that I have forged a partnership with another author, DALE OSBORNE.

Dale’s first book, Dark Cup is available on Amazon,  and I fully  recommend it.

We have also co-authored The Quest, which has now been published, and are working on Kallic’s Command, which should be ready very soon. A sequel to this will follow.

Apart from this, the sequel to The Quest is now well advanced, and will bear the title Plain Loopy.

I am presently working on Bedtime Anecdotes, the fifth in the Bedtime collections of short stories.

So, look out for all these in the near future, won’t you?

CURVED BALL

The following is the text of Sharon Brooks (in South Africa) on a Facebook appeal.

R200 000 (two hundred thousand Rand) sounds like a lot of money . . . and it is . . . but in reality, it is £20 000.

If you can help at all, please do.

The Lord God watches over us all. Do your part, if your heart commands it . . .

Tyra-Jade Brooks was born the 7th of November 2003. I (Sharon Brooks) was twenty two years old and very excited to have my first baby! I still remember my husband (Justin Brooks) holding Tyra at the hospital and saying she is perfect -ten fingers and ten toes! Tyra was tiny only weighing 2.5kgs. I was scared when we took her home. Tyra was battling to feed and I remember been beside myself! We tried everything and then at six days old we took her to a Paediatrician who is still sees Tyra today! While checking Tyra the Paediatrician turned to us and told us “Your daughter is Trisomy 21 (Down Syndrome) “ and showed us her hands and eyes, by then we were in such shock. I looked at my husband and had thoughts, emotions, feelings of anger, brokenness and in fact all I could think about was whatever I had hopes I had of her becoming something when she grew up was far away! We left and all through the days I felt guilt and what did I do to deserve this child with a disability. What did I do wrong? I had a healthy pregnancy and did all the blood tests required and specialized scans and was told throughout my pregnancy Tyra was a healthy baby girl! This was a difficult time as a first time Mom! Honestly I wanted nothing to do with Tyra but thank the Lord my husband was a pillar of strength and took care of Tyra with the help and support of family and friends. Justin never gave up on his Daughter no matter what, he accepted her! My mom (Lorraine Haughey) handed Tyra to me for a little while everyday and on the last day I remember holding her and thinking in my head how selfish I was being. Tyra was a few weeks old and totally depending on me to love her and feed her, she is totally unaware that’s she is different or what the world is about and here I am complaining about how imperfect she is or what everyone is going to think! I took deep breaths and the tears came down, I looked at her with love and protection and realised that when I chose her name it meant “Battle of God!” Since that day I never looked back! Tyra-Jade is an angel from heaven! Tyra spreads so much love and joy too everyone! She is a fighter, and has been in and out of hospital with heart problems and still she smiles all the time! Some people treat her differently but she will still hug them with everything in her! Once she grips hold of your heart you will love her forever. It’s hard to explain how amazing and lucky I am to have her in my life! I have not one regret! My heart is filled with hope for Tyra to be dependent and happy! It takes time for Tyra to be taught the simple things that we all take for granted but she is very capable of doing everything a normal child does! When she was four years old and I had been teaching her too jump for a long while, we went to a friends braai and she jumped on their deck it was such an accomplishment I was so excited people thought I was crazy! Tyra is like any other child, she just needs the extra attention when being taught! A friend once said “ You’ll manage, all it is, is reading a story a few more times! Tyra is now 7yrs old and loves Barbie, Tinkerbell, singing and drawing! The reason I am telling you about Tyra is because she is in need of Open Heart Surgery to replace a valve. There are only two surgeons that can perform her specialized operation and their rooms are situated at Sunninghill Hospital in Johannesburg. We are asking for everyone and anyone’s assistance with regards to Fundraising for Tyra’s operation. The financial costs involved are overwhelming! The first cost we have to come up with, is the deposit of R200 000.00 which has to be paid to Sunninghill Hospital by August 2011 in order for the Heart Operation to go forward. Banking details are as above and we are in the process of having a Website created. On the website will be Banking details, updates on Tyra and her progress through the procedure and if you would like to do any fundraising to help towards Tyra’s operation, you can forward all your Fundraising photo’s to the following email address tyra.jade.brooks@gmail.comThis e-mail address is being protected from spambots. You need JavaScript enabled to view it which we will then put on the website and we will mention the Name of the Institution who did the Fundraising. There will also be a Facebook link! Website: http://www.facebook.com/l/f37e9PpXriaUF10hhMI0RpEZXCg/www.help-tyra.co.za Your help and support is Greatly appreciated. The Brooks Family

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WHAT GOES AROUND . . .

I wish to put on record my absolute disgust and repugnance at the way animal and sealife are treated in Japan and China.

I have written before about the terrible slaughter of dolphins on a daily basis in the little seaside town of Taiji, Japan.

The Japanese maintain a whaling fleet which is subsidised by the government. Its annual cull in Antarctica is in flagrant violation of the legality of the Southern Whale Sanctuary.

But what revolted me most of all is the revelation of China’s doings by way of animal cruelty.

In China, dogs and cats are skinned alive for their fur, suffering the most terrifying and horrendous deaths so that humans can flaunt the fur on the collars and hoods of their winter coats.

Well, let me tell them – the Creator of all life on earth – our Maker and veangeful God will one day call these murderous barbarians to account. And they will surely be condemned for their selfish and money-grabbing actions in their miserable, unfeeling lives.

Roll on, the Judgement!

10 JANUARY 1961

I watched the grey car fade from sight.

How could I know by fall of night,

That life could never be the same?

Could never more be just a game?

My best friends gone for ever more,

Two sisters I’d grown to adore . . .

 

“They’ve gone to God.” my mother said.

I sat there mute; just shook my head.

“They’re dead?” I gasped as truth sank in,

My father’s nod . . . let life begin. . .

Alone! Bereft! My girls departed!

I’m eight years old – and broken hearted. . .

 

Five decades past, this very day,

Two angels joined with Christ to stay.

I know they’re safe in his embrace,

Until, once more, we’re face to face.

But still I dream about them now,

At fifty eight, I wonder how . . .

                                           

                              Composed   10 / 01 / 2011

 

 

DOLPHIN SLAUGHTER

TAIJI – JAPAN

In a small cove in the coastal town of Taiji, Japan, some extremely heroic fishermen slaughter dolphins EVERY DAY.

They brave all types of weather to encircle a pod of these extremely dangerous creatures of no intelligence whatsoever. After all, don’t we all know that the only use dolphins have is as foodstuff?

Oh, these fearless fishermen also capture dolphins (in the most humane ways, naturally) and sell them to dolphinariums and ‘Sea Parks’ and zoos, where the lucky creatures can enjoy the rest of their lives in cozy enclosures and be fed fresh fish whenever they want it.

In return, to show their gratitude for all this human kindness, they get to be trained to jump through hoops, balance balls on their noses, flick water at the audience – oh, gosh! They must have SO much fun!!

I shouldn’t think they can remember the mother they lost to the Taiji fishermen, do you? They are too busy doing tricks for human entertainment.

There is an organisation watching the goings-on in Taiji:

You can read about them on:

 http://www.seashepherd.org/news-and-media/sea-shepherd-news.html