I have just emerged from watching a beautiful television series which left me beaming with peace, happiness, hope, and optimism after every episode, but still somewhat tinged with sadness. That television can be the cause of such joy is a refreshing and rare experience in our time, as most of what we see on ‘the…
Category: Musings
Knowing Me…Watching You?…A-ha
Okay, brace yourself, here comes a bit of a revelation: I love ABBA. And the above title got me singing ‘Knowing Me, Knowing You’. This song is about relationships – more on that later – but it also makes me wonder… how much do we really know ourselves? Do we spend so much time musing…
The Darkness
An intense personal darkness is with me. This has been triggered by several things, especially life and career transitions, but also because of the actions of some people around me. Despite my own advice about not allowing yourself to be affected, things just sometimes do get to you, and you just have to ride it…
To Give, and Give…and Give
So many times over the years I have repeated a pattern which has often, if not always, ended up in me feeling drained, depleted, and sometimes discarded. When you find yourself in a situation or in relationships with different people – be they personal or professional – and find that you are continuously giving of…
Planet of the Fakes
I like positive posts (writing them and reading other people’s), and this is part of the reason why I started The MuSinGer, but sometimes having a good rant feels… well… invigorating. Seriously though, taking the time to think about why we do what we do as humans and as a society can help us to…
Our Epidemic
Today’s topic is not something which many of us choose to talk about, but I think we seriously need to look at it. Loneliness. I’m not talking about choosing to have periods of time alone or intentional silence – that can actually be a very good thing for you, and many of us can cope…
How to Live Like a Dog
My dog. He longs for his walk, lives for his biscuit, purrs while being cuddled, seeks back massages, and loves his din-dins at the appointed hour. That’s it. That is how he defines a successful life. He does not have a degree or a formal job (his informal job is being our security guard and…
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