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Well today the sun was peeking out so I did decide to have a venture into our woodland realm. I find going for a wander the optimum time to release those feelings and thoughts that are stored up. It's like venting off in a strange way and who remembers that old Clint Eastwood song, I talk the trees. There is some method in the madness when I think about it, or I'm going bonkers or has that already happened? Seriously though, it's very good therapy just to wander and let go.
Today is one where I don't worry too much about what food goes into the body. I have six days where I am quite strict with my eating habits. I do feel a measure of strict application will be in order soon to get my weight down a little bit more. I've lopped off about 8 to 9 lbs so far and reckon a similar amount is needed to go down before I'm in the right zone healthwise and it will happen. It's just a shame I can't do the old karate exercises I used to as the joints won't take it anymore.
The images from Ukraine continue to be harrowing and whilst meditating I had an image of the dictator sucking the blood out of a corner of Ukraine like some dread vampire. However, I got a lot of golden light being sent straight at him and gradually eroding his influence. Let us pray that this comes to pass and may him and all his cronies do the human race a huge favour and leave the stage. I know there are some who would say we shouldn't focus on what's going on but whilst I agree that there are elements of truth we can't just look away. Be under no illusion, these are very dangerous times and many think that it won't come to a global war. I'm sure many thought the same thing in 1939 but I do continue to believe it will not come to that and that this ghastly man will soon be gone.
Right, let us move onto a poem shall we. Methinks it's time to lighten the mood
Those dear scales don't lie
Regarding sins of fries
They did invade my plate
My hunger they did so sate
I know upon the waist
There is a belly quake
Perhaps some exercise
Weight loss must arise
Press ups soon get done
Now go eat a bun
After lots of star jumps
Munch a nice steak rump
Oh this just wont do
It's rose by stone or two
Fat has come and hit me
Now I'm not so nifty
Best steer clear of ale
Or I'll become a whale
If I wish to win
Maybe have a swim
Go munch rabbit food
Doubt my mood improves
Yet if I persist
The gut must sure subsist
Forsooth an ounce has gone
So let's not get this wrong
Take a steady plod
And claim a brand new bod
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