“Welcome into my sweet confusion
And tell me stories of strength in your life.
I am weak,
Yet you claim I am searching.
Quite what for I have yet to work out.”

From “Fireworks” by Aereogramme.


I spent a pleasant, car free, day ambling in the city I have come to call home.  On my strolling I clocked the above sticker on a  lamp-post.  It caught my attention.  Simple – a pearl of wisdom and a webpage address where more life lessons can be found.

Sometimes we just need to hear truth or to receive direction or insrtruction in a new way – in a language we can understand.


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