Adventurous at heart

In the face of not knowing

We trust in the ‘feel’ inside

That our hearts will lead us

To a place of ease and wonder

That mistakes don’t exist

When we follow this thread

All we can do is grow

Otherwise we will never know

How to live life full of juice

I’m feeling reflective today and this poem popped out.

My boys often ask about ‘God’ and one may pipe up that they don’t believe in one and the other sometimes say ‘I do’. This discussion leads to what happens after we die or who did create the world? And we postulate about space and the unknown until it peters out for another time.

And in the end, I often find myself saying that whatever you believe, it all comes down to love. That love is a compass to guide your life.

What love means to me?

Family at xmas. Blended, motley and extended families.  All of us came together, laughed, broke bread and forged memories.We are now Queenslanders in license, rego and place. My family are still in the south. But I carry them here.

And aren’t we all part of a larger human family.

What does love mean to you?