Kirstie Sivapalan
She saw him and smiled. He returned her smile and a flicker of love entered his broken heart. His world-weary gaze became a glow of hope as his eyes met hers. The words spoken to him in there steel glass office “there is no longer a job for you here” hurting a little less. He… Continue reading Her smile
Well here we are and it's exactly a year since the shop opened its doors. To mark the occasion we had a small sale last week with some bubbles and delicious home-made cake made our resident Angel and healer, Loretta McCabe. Looking back over the last year I have learnt so much about making a… Continue reading The First Solar Return of RSL
Last day of work for a while today. Resting and revelling ahead. As its Frigg's day it's time for a bit of poetry appreciation again. And another William Blake poem. This particular one has come up a number of times this week and is useful for both my HR work and also personal development, mainly… Continue reading Poetic observations
I've done it. I think. I've finally figured out Fridays. The clue was in the exploration of the name last week. Venus or Frigg day, day of appreciating art and beauty. So today I am going to indulge in another one of my loves: poetry. This morning on the way to work I picked up… Continue reading Friday reveals itself
Writing and M.E. 