picture for today 21/10/14

heartbreakingly sad pripyat and a lesson learned?

heartbreakingly sad
pripyat and a lesson learned?

today’s picture breaks my heart every time i see it. To see such a picture in any circumstance would be sad but to know this is a picture of Pripyat and therefor yet another example of how the species of mankind can get it so devastatingly wrong sometimes just turns my heart over and rips it to shreds. It is pictures like this that make me force myself to find some good in the human race because there has to be balance for all the wrong, there has to be even a glimmer of right and it is when i find that one piece of good that i can relax. Many years ago before i had children i was often known to say i did not want to bring children into a world such as this; back then it was the eighties and it was often a sorry and soul destroying decade, growing up in the shadow of the IRA troubles and the sheer panic that sets in when faced with either being bombed by them or a nuclear war which was also a  threat that  forever darkened my already miserable childhood and i felt angry with the world, with mankind, but you know one day i was talking with someone older and wiser than i was and they said that they not only thought i would make a good mam but supposing the child i gave birth too was the next Ghandi or the next Mother Theresa and through talking with that kind and wise person i was helped to see that for all the wrong in the world beautiful children are born all the time and each one has the potential to save life and to improve life not just for themselves but for many perhaps even the whole world, and so the beauty and miracle of having children was restored to me and i am forever grateful to that one wonderful person whether my children grow up to be hair dressers, actors, lawyers, it doesn’t matter for each of them is their own miracle and i would not want my life any other way.

so lets look at the official background for pripyat and i for one pray that we use the experience of Pripyat and learn from it.

As you Reap….. (now with bonus image added)

Kezia Lee Mintra:

oh my this is brilliant turns out in response to my post i have a friend who has actually visited and has the most excellent pictures on his blog so reblogged for you all andrew and his visit and excellent pictures, enjoy-

Originally posted on All downhill from here:

About 14 months ago we had a short break in Siem Reap in Cambodia, temple bashing. At one stage I did know the order in which we visited the temples but now they are just a blur and a lot of DNGs in my Lightroom catalogue. Occasionally I go back, review, delete a few and wonder, hmmm, I wonder what the would like if I processed it. Perhaps my PP skills have moved on in the last 14 months. Maybe not. And of course, Reap may not be pronounced Reep but Ray-app, which is what I heard at the airport. It could be one of those cunning foreign names designed to trip up unsuspecting aliens. Like Phuket, which before you get agitated is Poo-kett. So there.

To get to the point, as they used to say on Blue Peter, here’s one I made earlier.

Golden light

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okay time for another picture from my bulging folders on this poor laptop picture for today 12/10/14

Ta Prom a rather fabulous place that looks like it is from some old black and white sci-fi film set but it's real! yup i know right ^_^

Ta Prohm a rather fabulous place that looks like it is from some old black and white sci-fi film set but it’s real!
yup i know right ^_^

So how gorgeous is this? or one could use the word amazing, it seriously looks like you have stumbled onto some fifties black and white science fiction film set, its like you could imagine some guy shouting ‘cut’ or berating some poor girl for not giving enough ‘depth’ or ‘emotion’ as she is eaten by some badly built monster whose clockwork insides threaten to spew cogs over the guys with huge clunky cameras, I love old black and white films, I could spend all day watching them especially if it is raining and dark outside, the more stormy the weather the more I want to snuggle up and watch old films.

Yet this place is real and oh my I would absolutely love to go visit it someday – yes I know I have entered the realms of fantasy once again but I can dream, and should I ever win the lottery or who knows maybe one day my books will sell in huge amounts ^_^ then here is on top of the list of places I have to go visit, well no actually the Maldives is number one it is possibly the one place I would simply have to go but you know right after the Maldives I shall go here then probably back to the Maldives hmm think I need enough money to simply set up home in the Maldives and visit everywhere from there ^_^ now that is a fantasy worth having.

so let’s have some background as to what and where this place really is

The octopus-like roots of a tree grow over a building entrance just before the inner moat at Angkor’s Ta Prohm site.

Ta Prohm was built as a double-moated, royal monastery during the reign of Jayavarman VII at the end of the twelfth century. As a Mahayana Buddhist, the king dedicated the monument to his mother envisioned as a “bodhisattva” or saint of compassion. The images of Buddha himself were removed from the temple by Jayavarman VII’s successor, Jayavarman VIII, who was a Hindu.

When French explorers first discovered the overgrown buildings at the ancient capital of Angkor in the late 1800s, much of the area was completely covered by forest. In particular, the roots of strangler figs, kapok, and banyan trees aggressively encompassed the Angkor structures.

This small site was deliberately left unconserved by French archaeologists to create a sharp contrast with their painstaking reconstruction of the temples in the Angkor Wat complex. At present, the temple is only conserved to prevent further building collapses and to clear passage for visitors. Even these two goals require considerable labor and forest management.


there are some fabulous pictures out there so now you know what to look for go and have a look about, this place has a lot more to it and the pictures are amazing! I love history and I adore ancient history, there is so much that has gone before that we know nothing about, in another life I am quite sure I am an archeologist- that would have been such a fabulous job, and we are indebted to the hard work of these people and also to conservationists who work tirelessly and compassionately to help preserve these ancient wonders each day through these and other people new discoveries are made and are often astounding, and I feel it helps to feel more connected to our roots as human beings to see and wonder at these marvels, just as science especially physics one of my fave subjects shows us the future so the work of archeologists and others shows us the past and it is all part of us where we have come from and where we are going to. The past has many secrets to share with us yet and I find it exciting and wait with baited breath for each new discovery.

love and peace be with you all



back again

so sorry my wonderful friends i have been so poorly the last attack was the worst i have had and i am still wiped out from it but slowly getting to a point where i am at least able to focus and so hi everyone hope everyone has been enjoying good times and i shall share with you now some beautiful women dancing and looking gorgeous from 1973 ^_^

for those who are interested i did manage to start college but have been so ill i didn’t manage to attend these last two weeks hopefully the tutors have been compassionate enough to let me carry on with the course i can only cross my fingers at this point and hope i haven’t missed too much. The course has been quite enlightening for the time i have managed to attend and has how can i put this erm it sort of blew me away at first and it soon became quite clear that it was not going to be what i had expected, for those of you new to my blog hi and welcome and the course i am trying to do is counselling with a view to specializing in counselling for the bereaved, so first of all i had the wrong idea of what would be expected of me i had gone in with all these lovely thoughts of how i would help people who were undergoing the very difficult experience of grief and though i knew it would be difficult and i knew i would suffer because i do tend to be ‘soft’ as my husband puts it. i thought my main problems would be learning how not to take my ‘work’ home with me or how to toughen up and not cry  etc but nooooo turns out that’s nothing that’s expected and its small fry compared to what actually happens. So within the first week i stumble out of college thinking what the hell have i taken on, not worried about the academic side although it is daunting, not worried about me being too soft although it is a fact, nope and nope again the biggest head blown massive anxiety attack inducing problem? i shall tell you dear friend – i have to undergo mandatory counselling myself.

Did you read that? did it actually worry you? if the answer is no then great you either had a wonderful life and never had any awful experiences which is fantastic or you had experiences and have coped well and have carried on well adjusted and able to cope well with life, or

if you read it and felt immediate shock and indeed horror then you are like me and panicked, you see i automatically panic because there are so many damn experiences in my life i wouldn’t know where to start,.*sigh* my life is basically a psychotherapists dream; enough work to keep them employed for life plus a few damn good books and a major film deal and that’s all before i achieved adult hood, from there it simply became more repetitive.

That first week i had to seriously sit down and have a major think about it all and so in the end after much sleep lost and too much head space being taken up with the thinking and the resulting nightmares that obligingly happen each time i am forced to remember any of it i finally decided i would see this course through; it is only 24 weeks long and between the end of this one and when the next one starts i would sit and have another think about how i carry on or if i carry on.

Now dear friend do not get me wrong i can see where they are coming from, it is plainly obvious that if i am to help others and the way to help them is to help them find a way of them helping themselves ,if you follow me, then part of that is the idea that they would talk to me and open up to me and through this the way forward would be found, see the key issue there is they would open up to me. Now how can i expect them to open up to me if i am not only still refusing to deal with my own demons but i will not open up to anyone else about me having demons in the first place.

All those lovely ideas of me listening to people and being there for them have vanished and are replaced with the idea i now have to open up to a group of people i do not know and tell them stuff i won’t even talk to my best friend about.

There have been various times in my life where i either was suddenly forced into having a therapist/counsellor or ‘advised’ to have one and each time i stubbornly rebelled, refused and well walked out and that was the end of that. I always thought it just made the problem worse i never saw how talking about something did any good, even those others i saw of my friends going to counselling always seemed much worse when they came out of it and just made me absolutely sure it was the devils work.

There was just one time, the very last time and it wasn’t even for myself really though i was offered it, but a couple of years ago (for those who wish to ready more about i have written as much as i could about the experience in the getting to know me sections of this blog) after going through a most horrendous bereavement as a family my second daughter was given grief counselling and the lady who became our counsellor was amazing, a brilliant lady who helped me to see that not all counsellors were the spawn of the devil and some in fact were quite nice ^_^ so that was me inspired and wanting to be a grief counsellor. Fast forward to today and i am dreading going to college this week but i will force myself and gritting my teeth and biting my tongue i shall hopefully emerge unscathed and well enough to write another blog post until then i shall leave you now while i go find a picture to share with you all

love and peace to all



some news and a picture 05/09/14

helloooooo friends ^_^ i am a little excited today, today i went and managed to enrol at college finally able to achieve one of my life goals – to study counselling with the aim of becoming a bereavement counsellor, so yup today i took children to school and popped in the college and was able to find the right course and tutor and enroll and even though it was only three years ago i gained my diploma there things had changed quite a lot! This time around i found it even more approachable and friendly and welcoming and they even have finance options available which helped me a lot it costs a lot of money to follow the course of study i want but they were fabulous and helped me all the way so on the 17th of september i officially start my studies woohoo ! Luckily my diploma came in very handy as they were able to start me at a higher level so i was entered straight in a grade three which in real terms means i had just saved about two years of study, so glad my diploma was actually useful for once !  for those wanting to understand the background of my choice of study you can read about it here

why i want to become a bereavement counsellor

i warn you though it’s not nice, some things in life are just crap and all we can do is deal with them


so the kids are back at school i am back at college and i am still working on the end of my latest book life goes on ^_^

now hows about a picture for today ^_

so beautiful

so beautiful

this picture is hauntingly beautiful the girl looks so serene and one can almost fancy she looks happy peaceful yet she is someone many of you may well have not only met her exact likeness but may even have kissed her!

some background ;-

Her enigmatic smile is known to millions around the world and she has been kissed billions of times.

This is the face behind first-aid mannequin Rescue Annie.

But behind her peaceful expression lies a story shrouded in rumours of heartbreak and tragedy.

For the beautiful face used as the model for medical workers learning how to give the ‘kiss of life’ is also known as ‘L’Inconnue de la Seine’ – or ‘the unknown woman from the Seine’.

According to popular myth, at the end of the 19th century, a young girl’s lifeless body was pulled from Paris’s Quai François Mitterrand, which was then called Quai du Louvre.

As no signs of violence could be found on her, it was decided she had committed suicide, with some stories suggesting it was a case of unrequited love that prompted her death.

Because no one could identify her, a plaster mask of her face was made and hung outside a shop door.

Her delicate beauty became popular with artists and writers, who fabricated stories about the cause of her suicide.

Generations later she was still inspiring those fascinated by her mysterious story, and a practical – and life-saving – use was found for her fair visage.

According to his company website Asmund Laerdal, the founder of Laerdal Medical, based in Stavanger, Norway, became a pioneer for making resuscitation aids out of soft plastic.

A user of CPR, in the 1950s he developed Resusci Annie, otherwise known as Rescue Annie, a life-like mannequin used to train people in mouth-to-mouth resuscitation.

His website says he was so moved by the unknown woman’s tragic background, he adopted her mask for his first-aid doll.

He was convinced that if a mannequin was life-like, students would be determined to learn the lifesaving procedure.

Millions have been taught how to breathe life into the face of the girl who is believed to have taken her own, making her the most kissed girl in the world.


So sad to be so well known and yet have nothing of your own life no details not even a name to be known by, i wonder should there become any recognition of the idea of a continued existence after death, i know not many would hold with such an idea but humour me for a moment and imagine along with me her beautiful face watching the years go by and seeing how from her lonely and tragic death leads to her becoming an essential part of something used the world over to help save lives, how odd it would seem to her to watch so many people around the world, see her face, kiss her lips and perhaps the most poignant; to practice how to save a life on her likeness yet none could actually save her. Had she been a victim of unrequited love? had she dreamed of, or longed for one small kiss and yet over many years and from many different people she becomes the most kissed woman in history, would she think fate cruel? ironic? or would she still wear that beautiful smile and that serene peaceful expression. I hope so, I hope she would appreciate that her beautiful smile inspired someone to produce an essentially life saving piece of equipment and that even though her own life ended so tragically her beautiful serene face helped save many lives.

love and peace be with you all






picture for today -03/09/2014

okay todays picture is quite straightforward not one of my complex hidden motive ones it is just simple and beautiful, and i would dearly love to go and see it i would probably struck dumb but it would be worth it


White Temple Chiang Rai, Thailand

White Temple Chiang Rai, Thailand

now isn’t that astoundingly beautiful? called White Temple Chiang Rai, Thailand it looks stunning a fantasy in white and i would dearly love to go visit i imagine to see it for real it will take your breath away it is amazingly detailed as well

how on earth do they keep it clean?

how on earth do they keep it clean?

some background

Real name Wat Rong Khun is a work in progress. All details of the white ubosot, the main temple hall, have been recently completed. A number of other buildings are in various stages of construction and decoration. The masterplan is expected to take decades to complete.

Superman flies through the paintings on a temple wall. A towering demon rises above you wielding a sword. Hands reach out from the depths below you on a bridge to a heavenly temple. Shrunken heads sprouting Spanish moss hang from tree branches. Thai angels and mystical creatures cavort through the temple grounds and on the masterpiece sanctuary at the temple’s heart. Wander through the magical world of Wat Rong Khun, often referred to in English as the White Temple.

Perhaps the most unique temple in the Kingdom of Thailand, the White Temple was born from the devotion of National Artist Chalermchai Kositpipat. A deeply devout Buddhist famed primarily for his religious-themed paintings, Chalermchai began the White Temple in 1997. Wat Rong Khun however is no traditional temple. Chalermchai re-imagines Thai art for the modern world. As you move through the temple grounds, you find yourself in the artist’s surreal vision of Buddhist teachings. Superheroes, movie stars and cartoons make their entrance into temple murals depicting traditional Buddhist motifs. Fantastical sculptures and architecture cover the landscape.

The esteemed artist’s imaginative touch makes its presence known even from outside the temple itself. Red skulls top traffic cones on the street. Light gleams brightly from the central temple hall.

Every detail of Wat Rong Khun carries deep religious symbolism – though admittedly most Thais will be unaware of most of the meaning as well unless they have studied up on its mysteries. Departing from the expected gold, Chalermchai chose to construct the temple in white, symbolizing the purity of Lord Buddha. The mirrors embedded in the structure reflect light, representing the Buddha’s wisdom shining out across the Earth and the Universe.

Much of the temple’s messages refer to escaping desire, greed and passion and moving towards the sublime through Buddhist teachings. To reach the main temple hall, you cross a threshold guarded by demons and traverse a bridge over an ocean of ghostly hands reaching up from the cycle of death and rebirth. The temple building symbolizes the realm of the Buddha and rising to a state of nirvana.


So it looks like something straight out of a fairy book and the closer you get the more detail you see, i could wander aimlessly round this place for hours drinking in every tiny part of it, and also i love the idea of such a beautiful building that looks like a work of art has deep meaning not just in itself but in every tiny detail, each part as important as the next and producing a dazzling vision when viewed in the whole of its entirety. To see such beauty as this is what makes me want to go traveling, pictures are nice but oh i would wish to have enough money to travel the world seeing all such beautiful places – a woman can dream ^_^

so there you have it a beautiful picture with a beautiful meaning for today

love and peace be with you




i love eddie izzard

wel most of you know eddie izzard is my fave comedian and those of you new to my blog-welcome friends- here is a  taster

WARNING- this video although short does contain crude language so don’t watch if you find such language offensive, it is however funny so give it a try if you don’t mind bad language


love and peace to all




i have put the best of these on their own page just look under my headings above for comedy and look for the page extra fun but for now here’s another


love and peace be with you all



so sweet ^_^

found this today and loved it


love and peace be with you all



oooh look it’s one of them there award thingys ^_^

well my lovely friend stephswint     

nominated me for one of those award thingys and i do not often respond to such things not for any real reason i think back at the beginning of my blog i was over the moon when given an award then after so many did the rounds i adopted a kind of blase attitude toward the whole concept then i came round full circle and now see the appreciation in such an idea plus i still am rather proud of getting one of those blog of the year ones i loved that and still find any opportunity i can to weave it into conversation-oh yes it is definitely looking like it is going to rain today and did you know my blog got the blog of the year award thingy ? yup my blog is officially cool, well cool enough that someone kindly sent me an award thingy

and so now i have received an award thingy from steph and it seems a while in fact i tink the blog of the year was the last one and well i now appreciate the kindness and so i shall go ahead and answer some questions ^_^

the questions set were:

Questions for my nominees from steph:

1. Why did you create your blog?  Do you have a goal for it?

hmmm well i actually didn’t have any set purpose or idea or goal nothing really i just saw wordpress pop up one day and figured i would do one of those blog thingys, at first i just used to love the idea of having somewhere to come and waffle on to my hearts content and no one can interrupt! those out there who have children may understand where i am coming from on that one ^_^, but quite quickly i discovered some of my favourite friends on the whole world, mims and rhinda now my adopted soul sisters and indeed a whole bunch of jolly nice people and so i kind of developed my own style i think i tend to look at my blog as like a virtual scrapbook really, if something interests me then i write about it, i am an avid collector of pictures whether photos or art i will collect and show to anyone who stands still for long enough ^_^ and of course i have my wonderful friends here to thank for my writing career it was their kindness and support that gave me the confidence to begin writing so now my blog means a lot of different things to me and has grown into an experience of its own i like to think of myself as contributing to it as it grows there are always so many ideas i want to share i just hope wordpress doesn’t mind my having a zillion headings to collect things under ^_^

2.  Do you find yourself driven to watch your stats all the time or do you ignore them for the most part?

i can honestly say i never look and for the most part they don’t even exist in my conscious mind until they are mentioned, my blog is not driven by popularity i write whatever i want to write and love it or hate it that’s what everyone gets, at the end of the day it is my space for my ideas and even if i only had an audience of one then so be it, i write for the pleasure of writing, of sharing, of jumping up and down and saying ‘oh my guess what i discovered on the internet today!‘, yes i am that eternal annoyingly happy child that is constantly tugging at the skirt of whoever will listen with whatever my latest discovery is ^_^

3.  Do you invite friends and family to follow your blog or would you rather cut off your hands before they participate

i have never invited anyone to any part of it, from the very first day i just sat down and basically waffled on for a bit and was quite surprised when someone came along and commented! from that day people seem to have found their way here, some stay some go some kind of disappear taking their whole blog with them and that worries me a bit, i kind of panic that something horrid happened to them and worry if they are okay, but i have my beloved family on here and it grows by the minute ever larger, i do tend to think of every person who comments as a friend and i always try to catch up on their blogs though i have to do it usually in one big go as i follow so many others ^_^ as to whether or not they participate well its up to them really not me, my blog is public if they follow comment etc then cool if not its no worries, won’t affect either me or the blog either way.

4.  Do you worry about offending people on your blog or do you sometimes post things purposely knowing it will offend people but you like the discussion it brings?

well i would never knowingly disrespect anyone i would never plan to upset anyone, i would also never choose to write about any topic i find distasteful or upsetting and if i found a topic i was writing caused someone distress and i hadn’t realised then i would apologise and remove it, it is not that i do not like debate i love to have a jolly good discussion, intelligent debate is one of those things i enjoy, but i am very strong on respect, on manners, and well basically the world has enough crap in it already i don’t want to add to that, my blog hopefully is in general a bright, happy, positive place, those times where i touch on any subject that is deemed either controversial or possibly upsetting i apologise as i enter the subject and try to give a valid reason for my mentioning it and usually i try to find a middle ground, and i like to try and offer positive attitude and respectful manner, and if i can help then i surely will which is why sometimes you will come across charities in my blog when once in a while i find one i feel is worth promoting and it is usually a small charity as i think the bigger ones are already getting enough exposure, i feel strongly about such ideas as animal cruelty or suffering so i will at times feature somewhere on my blog a charity that i feel is doing hard work yet going unrecognised,

5.  What book do you consistently give as a gift?

there is no one book that i can give to everyone, any gift i give i always think about the person first and try to ascertain what they would like,  i always try to match any gift with the person receiving it.

6.  What kind of super power would you have if you could pick one?

gosh that’s a difficult one, i think possibly the mastery of time or being able to bring people back or prevent them from dying, in my life those situations that have caused the most pain has been the loss of loved ones and so i would always want to be able to either turn back time or be able to save them before anything happens.

7.  Do you see yourself as the hero or the sidekick/Do you see yourself as the protagonist or a supporting character in your life?

i don’t really see myself at all in fact often i am surprised when others point out something they have noticed about me i have invariably missed it, i am always always focused on something else, usually i am focused on my children first and husband my life is i would say at least 98% of my life is focus on my children, they are the best and most amazing thing that ever happened to me, and to know the unconditional love of a child, to see the child grow and learn, to see them develope into their own personality, i love every moment and i do always feel how lucky i am to have been given such a fantastic opportunity as being a mum, and in all honesty i am at my happiest when i am with my children- usually when we go camping, i love it! we get away from it all and go live in the country with hopefully a campfire and tell stories usually scary ones ^_^i guess i just don’t see my life as something that is a simple as hero/sidekick, to me life is this huge and often complicated experience and if we are lucky we get to escape the noise of the modern world and go dip our toes in a cool clear stream under the shade of an old oak tree, to wake up and hear the birds singing and to walk outside on grass in bare feet, life is a rich and varied experience and for the lucky ones there are many opportunities to experience many wonderful adventures, to travel and see other cultures, to listen to the great sound of live music, to laugh at a one man stand up comedy show, to watch the stars glitter the night sky i am lucky to have found some of the most beautiful experiences life can offer and all life is much much larger than seeing it as a roleplay situation life just is and if we are lucky we get to go out there and live it.

8.  What do you do as a job in the real world?  If you could blog full time and not have your day job, would you?

well to me i am mum first and foremost and always i am mum to my four beautiful children, after that i guess i am a writer though more often i simply am an artist i like to create, and i create many things, i am happy as long as i am able to express my creativity in some way, i am married to the one man who has helped me produce these four wonderful children and i am lucky in that he works and provides us with enough to keep a house for us all to live in, i would not choose to blog full time i prefer to think of it as a scrapbook which i can collect things i like the look of in, i prefer being able to dip in and out and hopefully find more interesting subjects to collect.

9.  Do you prefer flawed characters you don’t always like or pretty characters that consistently do the right, or at least morally right thing?

well in life i am always fascinated by those people who have character, and i find people with intellect, especially intelligent people i am attracted to and i will sit and listen adoringly to people who have great knowledge, i have always found myself drawn to subjects like philosophy and physics, maths and great literature, and so i find i am attracted to those of my characters that usually have a depth to them, i do find that flaws in a person lend a human quality and so as long as those flaws are not offensive then yes i will be attracted to them, any person i write about in my books i do think of as a real person and often they grow their own personality i could no more place on them flaws or morals than i could on meeting a person in the street and attempt to demand they adopt the same, when i write i no more know what will happen in the story than anyone else i tend to have an idea and just sit down and write and from there it grows and keeps on growing until i stop because i have a zillion ideas so at some point i have to stop and wind up that story so that some of the others are written, so to me each person whether in my books or those i meet each person is an individual in their own right and i can only watch listen and learn as their express their own personalities and if this includes flaws so be it and if it includes prettiness and morals then so be it.

10.  Do you prefer non-fiction or fiction?

i do not really have any preference each story, each book, each tale or experience is either fact or fiction and often both are interesting should either not be interesting i move on to something else but i do not spend time choosing a particular label i just experience whichever i have chosen and then find something else.

11.  Are you a good liar?  Do you think this is a good thing or a bad thing?

there people in this world who will laugh and tell you i am the worlds worst liar, i have never been able to do deceit, it is difficult for me; those times where i have experienced deceit and the lack of respect for that person, have been painful enough to teach me throughout my adult life to treat each person with respect and that includes the truth, on saying that i have often been so brutal with my truth that as i grew older i tried to find a way of telling the truth in a respectful way, and for those who cannot cope with the truth i do not mention it unless asked, many people simply cannot cope with knowing truth, when put on the spot and needing say what others would call ‘a little white lie‘ i prefer instead to simply say that at that moment in time i cannot discuss it-whatever the subject is, if they push then i explain i will have to tell the truth and they must choose whether they wish to hear it, of course this has led to some situations where i could clearly see i needed another way of dealing with such situations: a clear example would be when i had my first child and of course Christmas came and i explained to her that Christmas to me was a time where i could enjoy showing my beloved child just how much i loved them and in doing so would buy them presents and would eat festive food etc and while this was accepted quite readily by my oldest daughter at the time it soon became clear to me that somehow in my quest for the truth and my attitude of never lying to my children somehow we had lost the magic, the magic of Christmas lay in believing in Santa and i felt awful that i had taken this away from her i did my best to explain that others believed in Santa but it was no good she knew the truth and i felt awful, when my other children came along i sat and talked with my daughter of how i was going to bring back that magic and so as they joined us and grew we all had much more fun and i explained it thus;- that yes in many parts of the world people believe in a Santa and also others had other ways of celebrating and i would explain each way and then end with ‘but i like to think there is always a place for magic and so i choose to believe in santa’ and it was up to them what they wished to believe, now they are mostly grown my youngest is eight and i was so glad i brought back the magic and even now they have grown passed that stage in life they love that i still believe and still greet each Christmas with boundless enthusiasm, and even though my oldest was not given the magic in the beginning she is my strongest ally and supporter now she not only joins in all my little xmas rituals but does it with such glorious energy its like she believes more than i do ^_^ so i don’t think of it as lies i think of it as a belief system and one that works for us as a family, i guess that is how each different situation should be; a personal choice in what an individual chooses to believe, as to the concept of deliberately wishing to deceive others; i cannot at all either agree with such behaviour nor condone it, the lack of respect is what gets me and to wish to deceive a person to me is a bad thing so whether or not a person was any good at it only compounds the lack of respect, it simply means they find it easier to disrespect the person they are deceiving and that is not a good thing in my book.

so we have come to the end of the questions and it is late so for now i shall leave it here tomorrow or perhaps the next day i will try to nominate and think of some questions ^_^

love and peace be with you all




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