Yesterday I felt completely overwhelmed by Facebook. A few pressed buttons created a whole ripple effect, just like throwing a pebble into a pond. Suddenly I could see so many people’s lives, what they were doing, what they had done, what they had to say about so many things.

I became more and more confused as I looked at my personal page, then my Lighter Side page, trying desperately to remember what I had been shown. Total overload!! Rabbit in the headlights syndrome. I stopped trying, turned off my laptop and went into my garden.

As I stood, I noticed the first bloom on a rose bush. Looking at this beautiful new rose I felt myself becoming calmer, peaceful and centred once again. I could feel the innocence, the purity and the peace emanating from the stillness of the rose.

A new concept, the breaking of old patterns in our lives, the birth of your first child, a new way of doing things, can at times seem so daunting: Stop, take a breath, come back to yourself.

Whilst writing, I remembered the William Davies poem, which seems very apt.


What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.

No time to stand beneath the boughs
And stare as long as sheep or cows.

No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.

No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars, like skies at night.

No time to turn at Beauty’s glance,
And watch her feet, how they can dance.

No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began.

A poor life this is if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.

William Henry Davies