Thank you MAnjula
Tag: dragonfly
Imperfection
After I’d asked for a sign a messenger came to visit. Thank you Manjula.
Within a day or so the bullock’s head holding Manjula’s pennant fell off the wall and broke.
It probably wasn’t a sign just a clumsy Yindian, yes it was the idiot from Yorkshire that probably dislodged it.
Some time later I was introduced to Wabi Sabi by my friend Kamakshi
and my daughter-in-law Alice, son Ben and granddaughter Poppy gave me a present to fix things the Japanese way
I seem to be being pushed and prodded so I gave it a try,
ta ra ta ra
I can do imperfection (we’re good at that in Yorkshire too)
and now it’s fixed imperfectly
Manjula’s Messengers
Today’s messenger rest on a branch of the tree across from my balcony, repeatedly flies away and returns. Sometimes it’s still, at others its chuntering or maybe chewing.
The dragonfly arrives as I’m writing about how we first met to be submitted for a literary competition. I’m happy that this messenger is a reminder that she’s still with me and loves me. It’s taken up residence on the branch. Lucie’s walk will have to wait.
The dragonfly leaves to be replaced by a butterfly flying to me on the balcony.
A few weeks ago, I complained to Manjula that I’d not heard from her. Within days a dragonfly maybe ten times bigger flew into the downstairs hall, circled me three times and landed on Manjula’s pennant.
They get everywhere. Thank you Manjula
Me and MYCycle 