Greetings all and first up let's say thank you to Anna, Shilpa, Dawn, Sarah, Janet, Amanda and Colin for reading, commenting, sharing my last blog post. As always it's much appreciated.
What shall I muse about today I wonder. Well, I've just done a lovely qi gong set which is quite relaxing but challenging in places. I'm feeling it in my abs funny enough which is not a bad thing at all and the legs get a good stretch too as well as being quite meditative as you do the movements. I haven't done it the last couple of days as my focus has been on Angelic Reiki but firmly back in the groove now.

On a more sombre note I am drawn back to that ghastly conflict in Ukraine. It is such a tragedy that the poor woman who was heavily pregnant has passed away as well as her still born baby. It's is just so upsetting and we are powerless to do anything to stop these atrocities. The heinous crimes of this war continue and no matter who wins, humanity loses in this savagery. Why does mankind never learn and return to his baser nature? Those looking down at us must truly despair right now.
I shall take my attention back to my humble place by the pc as I type this and ponder about the morrow. The purpose of this little blog of mine is to wake up that sleepy muse and I'm being pulled back to that nano project I started like a house on fire back in November before I ran out of steam. There are no excuses as I've got it all planned out but the itch is back so let's go and scratch it, even if just a little bit, it's a bit of a send up and a humurous affair. A few words each day and the word count will eat away is my motto. Little bursts of twenty minutes can get quite a bit done, so if you see these strange numbers going up on my status you'll know I'm back into some sort of flow. I must remind myself that the first part is just about dumping words onto the page, the crafting and editing comes far, far, later
Let's end with a teeny poem shall we
I woke up with a start
Alarm had spiked the heart
Saw a brand new day
Along with sunny ray
Tootled down the stairs
With very little cares
Went and watched the news
That had lots of views
Capered to the door
Breathed in sun once more
Flounced along the path
Looking rather daft
Didn't care to worry
Wasn't in a hurry
Morning soon went by
For once the weather dry
Afternoon arrived
Dinner did decide
A van of fish and chips
To where I had to flip
Snared a hearty feast
Fat spared not the least
Vinegar kissed some salt
The taste I couldn't fault
Went and played with canva
Drank from clean decanter
Now I type this verse
Let's not make it worse.
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