Warmth

 

The ocean gently lapped at my feet, it felt so good to escape
 the monotonous routine of life, the ongoing drudgery …
 time at last to wallow in deep contemplation to assess
 where my preferences lay … the new job, the lovely lady

Not often I get such crucial choices so don’t want to cop out,
 it’s time I took some responsibility for my direction instead 
 of wandering aimlessly! Big decisions, time to think and as
 I gazed at the horizon I felt a big ball of fire beside me …

Felt like Mum had manifested to have her say coz she knew
 that I always appreciated her input … how I miss her presence!
 She would have loved Ellen and told me to go for the job
 but time has come for me to decide how I will roll the dice …

Photo by Justin Peters

16 comments

  1. Beautiful photo and story pairing! 🙂
    It’s wonderful when a person has/had a good loving mom and they have her love and words/wisdom tucked in their hearts. Because one day she is gone and we can no longer have a face-to-facetalk and hugging time. 😦
    HUGS!!! 🙂

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  2. Decisions, decisions, oh how we look to our parents for advice, and I still do. A superb story, and I hope you are able to make the right decision 😉🤗🤗🤔

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  3. Namaste Calm Kate 😎

    An intimate, sincere, sensitive, thought-provoking and wonderfully contemplative post: words and decisions are poised on the curve between Yin and Yan – as if ‘in stillness there is motion’…“in motion there is stillness”.

    The writing and photograph fuse together perfectly.

    You know, mother’s always seem to know what is right. It is as if they have an extraordinary ability to see right through us and instinctively know what we need to do.

    The last line feels full of certainty but yet is awash with nervous anticipation. It leaves the reader eager to know the outcome of the single throw of the dice! What happens next?!

    I hope there is a happy ending 🙂

    Namaste 🙂

    DN

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    • lol such kindness and you are obviously close to your mother … there is always a happy ending in my imagined stories but sadly life doesn’t always follow my example …

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      • Namaste Calm Kate 🙂

        Real-life often gets in the way of happy endings! Now, if only life were really an imagined fairy-tale and we the hero or heroine of the tale, I’m quite certain the majority of us would be far happier with the outcome of events that affect us lol 🙂

        I think most sons are close to their mothers? Carl Jung, the eminent Swiss psychiatrist suggested that the creative impulse in artists and poets flows from the mother. I find this a profound statement but yet acknowledge it as a truth…mothers are the original ‘anima’ in a son’s life…the part of the psyche which is directed inwards, in touch with the mysterious subconscious that gives rise to powerful emotion and by extension poignant expression. Tis why the Moon is associated with the feminine.

        Regards your story, I’m still waiting on the outcome of that dice-roll 🙂

        Have a great day. Take care.

        Namaste 🙂

        DN

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