On her first path of 50 years.

She walked many winding gravel roads, tramped the beautiful but mighty forests, travelled along desserts, climbed mountains, swam in powerful oceans, cycled up hill and down dale, walked beautiful wild beaches, played in the sand, picked flowers, laughed till she cried, talked all day long, sung out loud, danced the night away, gave all she could give and in sadness and pain cried till the tears dried up.With mighty gusto she struggled through all the treks she chose to take but seemingly in her stride. 


There was the dark of the night, and the blistering hot sun, the relaxation and fun all in one. There was food on the table and warmth in the cold. Every second rolled into a minute, into a hour, into a week, into a month, into a year, into a lifetime.


In her second path of fifty years (heading towards 100) She stood up – looked back and saw she needed to now fly free over the mountains, view the world through her own eyes. She can walk the beaches, sing out loud, dance through the day, walk, tramp, swim and play. She has done the study now needs to get to work and put all she has learnt into making her life a gold nugget. A time of revision of what she has learnt. Today is her time of life for understanding and inner freedom.


It’s time 

• to cry at sorrow, at love and beauty with tears that endlessly flow. 
• for living the dream.She can now live again like the child within, fun and happy, kind and giving, protective and nurturing and as mischievous as can be.
• for her to shelter from the blistering sun and the bitter cold.
• in life she has the power to truly love, from within, love all she has, love all she had and forgive all the things she learnt hard lessons from. 
• when she can love those who she felt hurt her and who she may have hurt. 
•  to step back from the abusers and keep a careful watch for the tricksters with the sweet tasting candy.  The candy that led to abuse.  
• to stay away from the abusers as they are not and never were trustworthy or honest.

A childhood is short in time but the memories transform as if it were long. It takes a long trek to return to the beginning of the little girl’s path. On the trek the little girl never grows old she just learns and continues to find truth in her inner soul and care not of the opinions of others but of the depth and goodness of her own character.