The old man sat in his worn, fraying chair, looking out at the rain. His life felt like the rain, a continual pouring of water that kept running away and never settling. His face was lined with a map of his life and there was a kind of beauty and power in that. There were… Continue reading Beauty
Author: seeingbeautyinthefootprints
Do not Worry
God says do not worry, but how can I not when I have experienced and witnessed so many bad things that happen to people. A death by the road for the mother of a friend, who had just stopped to help. Eyes, ravaged by pain and distress caused by a cancerous growth. A frail frame… Continue reading Do not Worry
She/He
He came in the room, shrunk and small, cowed down by life experience, trying to make himself smaller than the physical space that he occupies. Lines worn early on his face, a map of atrocities committed against his body and soul. A small light still burns, deep inside. A small seed, trying to stretch out… Continue reading She/He
X+Y=Z
He sat in front of his computer screen contemplating the problem. There must be a way to measure this, a way to get more productivity out of the workers, to squeeze every ounce out of them, so we know that they are dry and efficiency has been achieved. There must be a way to measure… Continue reading X+Y=Z
The Monitor
The Monitor bleeped and whirred. The shell lay in the bed. Was there still a person within the frail frame, or had her spirit flown away? How can you tell? What is the spirit anyway? A collection of neural pathways connected together to make a person or something less tangible, harder for a scientist to… Continue reading The Monitor
Ka puta toku ngakau ki a koe
To all my friends from New Zealand and To all my many friends in the Islamic World, My heart goes out to you as I write with tears over what has happened in Christchurch. In such a beautiful country, with the kindest folk, who make all welcome, where now we unite in prayer for those… Continue reading Ka puta toku ngakau ki a koe
The Journey Begins
Thanks for joining me! Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton