June 26th, 2020

speaker, consultant, coach

Quote of the day

“And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.”
Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore

speaker, consultant, coach

It's over.

Good morning.

You know the drill: coffee poured, music playing (Being Boiled by the Human League) and sat here with my fingers poised.

And, in light of my little virus — not the Big One (thank god) — I feel blessed, again. In fact, the more I live through this period, the more I see how much it all means to me. Then again, perhaps that's because my life appears to be racing forward at a million miles an hour.

How was your week? 

Mine was especially quiet. I think the legal gods were smiling on me. I know it won't last — it never does. 

The last two days in Devon have been hot. This morning it's a lot cooler and it feels like we're going to have a big, fiery, thundery explosion to clear the air. I don't mind. My old dog Fidget, though, she used to 'effing hate thunder. I don't know about Alfie. He's not heard much. The rain or water generally doesn't bother him one iota and so when I've finished up here, I'll be heading out and, weather permitting, sharing another Instagram story which I've really enjoyed creating these past few weeks.

Back to the heading (as always). 

I'll start, if I may, with the opening lines to ELO's amazing song, It's Over:

Summer came and passed away,
Hardly seemed to last a day
But it's over and what can I do

Music playin' in the air,
Silence on a darkened stair
'cos it's over and what can I do

It's over, it's over, all over,
It's all over now...

That's my post right there. 


It's over — moment by tiny moment. 

Do we see it?

I hope so. I really hope so. 

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