Finding hope. Finding certain hope. Not hope that is uncertain like a skimpy floatation device, but a proper orange life-jacket, with sufficient buoyancy, able to turn a face-down drowning person’s head, keep it above the thrashing waves, allowing breaths to be taken—sustaining life.
Have you ever walked across a burnt veld, days after the devastation and stumbled upon an unscathed flower?
I can’t give it up.
How often haven’t we heard this? It’s impossible. I’ve tried a hundred times—and failed miserably. (Actually, it was only seven times that I really tried.) But still. So I accept the thorn in my flesh and get on with my life. And I resignedly make peace with my inability to conquer bad habits that control, and often wreck my life (when they become addictions.) Or, in its most benign form, they make me miss out on a fuller life.
Never get rid of your bicycle.
Especially not when you retire. (It’s anyway not a good idea to retire.) Keep your pedal bike at hand, well after you turn 60, or 70, or 80, or 90 and even long after you turn a hundred.
This is what Robert Marchand did, a 105-year-old Parisian. He is the present world-record holder for the longest distance cycled in one hour by a 100+-year-old: 26,92 km. (Record set in January 2014.) In January 2017, aged 105, he “slowed down” to 22,5 km in one hour.
Robert Marchand – IMG – Daily Mail
Both my novel, Be Silent, and its prequel, Be Good, a novella, was published late December 2016. (Both are 20th-century historical action adventures.) They are both available at Amazon (eBook and Paperback), Nook, Kobo and iBooks. The digital format of Be Silent is FREE. Inside the front matter of Be Silent is a hyperlink to obtain a FREE digital download of Be Good as well.
And a happy New Year to you too!
We have flipped the calendar page—2016 is part of history.
How exciting to stand on the threshold of yet another year, 2017! Well-rested, healthy, happy, our finances in order, with our New Year’s resolutions all written down and under our belt. In one word: we’re ready! We are pumped, all psyched up and ready to roll.
Many of us will scoff—yeah, in your dreams.
Alexandre Chambon – unsplash.com
It’s only a stupid snowman!
Not so fast. Yes, it’s a snowman. I was wrong too, thinking it to be silly and mundane. Dismissing it as child’s play—as unimportant—as frivolous. It’s neither silly, stupid, nor infantile.
Let me tell you why.
If only I can find happiness—this is the sigh of millions, if not billions, around the globe. If I can find happiness, life will no longer be so without purpose, without direction, without depth and meaning. I will no longer be without hope.
IMG – Luca Upper – unsplash.com
Nobody cares anymore.
What a liberating thought. What an alarming reality. It all depends on your stance and philosophy of life.
We’re getting closer to counting the sleeps…
The planned schedule is to have both Be Silent, the novel, and Be Good, the novella, available by late November 2016. Be Good is the prequel to the novel, but the books can be read in any order.
The gravel road wounded higher and higher into the mountains—its broken surface unending—an injustice even to the hardiest of 4×4 vehicles. Our rear-wheel drive Volkswagen Kombis showed the stalwart medal they were made of, as we steered with caution to avoid the dragon-tooth rocky protrusions that paved the mountain road. Our progress was so painful and precarious, that no dust trail was left behind the vehicles.
Malealea Band, Lesotho – visualhunt.com