Flying Away, Metaphorically

It's been a tough 24 hours for Mike and his wobbly brain. Through the love and timely words of friends and family (❤️) I am definitely coming out the other side.It also feels like I've turned a massive corner in my stuckness of the past year and am no longer living in the past but looking to the future. I am experiencing an exciting newness and hope that I've not had for far too long.Out of adversity comes hope, out of hope comes action. On a scale of 1 to 10 I have ranged from 1 and am, as I write this, climbing to a 5.
Never alone.

Deeper Reflections (again)

The wanky inner thoughts this brings up are, "Sometimes the reflections are deeper than the real thing".

I will now go away and chastise myself for becoming a motivational poster author
Autumnal reflections in the Agricultural Heritage Museum (NZ) pond