Expectations and Going on your Nerve

Is hope a form of expectation? My expectations have often led to suffering. Whether the next new country or relationship. Or planning a lesson for a spectacular class only to have it fail miserably. And then the letting go. Almost tricking myself into believing I don’t really care and then WHAM! A surprisingly great class.Continue reading “Expectations and Going on your Nerve”

Regent Street

30th June 2011I want to go more oval in the faceor perhaps trianglethis is a sonata for spoiling eyesa book left open in the rainI’m sitting on an egg timerI don’t knowwhat a sonata is but is soundsgood with my morning coffeewho can water these belching eyes?stroll past All Soulstoday’s morning lesson is on birdsWHOContinue reading “Regent Street”