Category Archives: Life, love and living

Listen to the Birds

Posted on January 20, 2020 by besonian

I will remember the December just gone as having been mostly grey and grim. And wet. On many days, in the little park below my kitchen window, the leaden skies seemed to hang so low they could hardly have been … Continue reading →

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A Random Act of Kindness

Posted on October 4, 2019 by besonian

A long time ago, I was eight years old. I was an only child. I lived with my mother and grandmother in a small town in the south Midlands. We had little money. Mum worked in a large grocery shop … Continue reading →

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Is there a point to all this? (4)

Posted on January 26, 2018 by besonian

 “Ah, make the most of what we yet may spend, Before we too into the Dust descend. Dust unto Dust and under Dust to lie, sans Wine, sans Song, sans Singer – and sans End!” Is there a point to … Continue reading →

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Is there a point to all this? (3)

Posted on December 22, 2017 by besonian

To recap two of my earlier posts on the same subject – do you wonder what this is all about – this life? That’s of course, if it’s about anything at all. All the rushing here, rushing there, have I … Continue reading →

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Is there a point to all this? (2)

Posted on September 8, 2017 by besonian

  The following is based on my own personal experience. It may work for others  – I hope it does. But it may not – as Jiddu Krishnamurti, one of the world’s revered spiritual masters, warned – “Truth is a … Continue reading →

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Is there a point to all this?

Posted on August 13, 2017 by besonian

A few days ago, I came across a newspaper article discussing how, in recent years, sales of self-help/spirituality/mindfulness books have burgeoned in the UK. Given the present state of this country – and a few others around the world – … Continue reading →

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Do what you like!

Posted on May 1, 2017 by besonian

A few weeks ago, I was eating with a friend in my favourite Indian restaurant in Crystal Palace, here in South London. We got talking to the couple at the next table – both, I’d guess, in their early thirties. … Continue reading →

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Great Britain’s finest hour. Not.

Posted on March 13, 2016 by besonian

I’m not sure how to begin this. It’s not easy. It’s not easy because I’m ashamed. I’m ashamed of the British. And I’m one of them – born and bred here. This period in our history will surely be written … Continue reading →

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Again I say it – the human race is insane.

Posted on January 13, 2016 by besonian

1. Dawn over London At about seven o’clock this morning I spent a few minutes looking out on the scene from my kitchen window. As I’ve said elsewhere in this blog, I live in a flat on the sixth floor. It overlooks … Continue reading →

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Albatross – or Here we go again!

Posted on January 5, 2016 by besonian

So here we go again. Light a fire-cracker! We’re into another New Year. Though why we insist on calling this period the start of a year I’m not sure. After all, nothing’s really ‘started’, has it? One day follows the next … Continue reading →

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