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main site back to kevin's 2009 2010 2009 2010		Leave me alone… There are times when I appreciate being left alone. On my own, left alone. Left alone to recharge myself from the hurly burly that goes for life outside my home. The friends who know this, appreciate my state of being and that day of ‘Sanctum.’ I am gregarious, but you can have enough of overspill from other people’s lives. There is nothing wrong, I do not ‘have a mood on’, I just like to slow down and stop. Favourite friends face the same dilemma ‘the break from the kids’… I am not lonely, although I have experienced loneliness from another person. And all to often loneliness is contagious...Some people invite loneliness, whereas some are mere victims. People are made up of the ‘Radiators’ or the ‘Freezers’. Some give off warmth and you welcome and enjoy their shared company. The latter chill your psyche, to the point of disturbing your well being… Buy lots of garlic! When left alone, hoist the drawbridge. Inspect your ramparts and territory. Give the guards the day off. Shower and wear your loosest clothes, preferably clean pajamas and do have a shave. Start to focus… Be a slob, but a discerning slob. Read the papers, read a book, listen to the radio. Dig out a favorite CD,’and you know there will be no involuntary opinions. This is your quality time… OK, it sounds like economic hedonism… But it does help to recharge the batteries. Next time you are asked ‘Are you lonely?’ Just reply ’No, why I love myself who do you love?’ And if you do do not love yourself, how can you love anyone? Kevin Bewley
Analogue Inevitably there is a point in our lives when we experience tragedy that comes abruptly and makes itself known. Whether through the loss of a family member, or of a cherished friend – irreplaceably and all the more prized and precious to us, with the realization we will never see them again. And then only in our dreams… Life must go on, but Life will never be the same again. We are left with a suitcase of memories, both good and bad. Happy and sad, regrets many and few. This is all part of the learning growth of Life that is inescapable and inevitable. But what of Life?, and what do we present and give to Life? And what does Life give, or impart to us? St Paul said that ‘no burden was too great a burden’, and there is assistance if we should only choose to listen… Perhaps we have too high an expectation of Life, or do we choose to avoid the harsh realities of Life. Because of bereavement, I have asked these questions… And what of those who embark on ‘the road least taken?’ Is it not what we take from Life, but what we bring to it? Is a man’s character reflective of his friends? Is your character all that you leave behind you? Kevin Bewley

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Leave me alone…

There are times when I appreciate being left alone.

On my own, left alone. Left alone to recharge myself from the hurly burly that goes for life outside my home. The friends who know this, appreciate my state of being and that day of ‘Sanctum.’

I am gregarious, but you can have enough of overspill from other people’s lives.

There is nothing wrong, I do not ‘have a mood on’, I just like to slow down and stop.
Favourite friends face the same dilemma ‘the break from the kids’…

I am not lonely, although I have experienced loneliness from another person. And all to often loneliness is contagious...Some people invite loneliness, whereas some are mere victims.

People are made up of the ‘Radiators’ or the ‘Freezers’. Some give off warmth and you welcome and enjoy their shared company. The latter chill your psyche, to the point of disturbing your well being… Buy lots of garlic!

When left alone, hoist the drawbridge. Inspect your ramparts and territory. Give the guards the day off. Shower and wear your loosest clothes, preferably clean pajamas and do have a shave. Start to focus…

Be a slob, but a discerning slob. Read the papers, read a book, listen to the radio. Dig out a favorite CD,’and you know there will be no involuntary opinions. This is your quality time…

OK, it sounds like economic hedonism…

But it does help to recharge the batteries.

Next time you are asked ‘Are you lonely?’ Just reply ’No, why I love myself who do you love?’
And if you do do not love yourself, how can you love anyone?

Kevin Bewley

Analogue

Inevitably there is a point in our lives when we experience tragedy that comes abruptly and makes itself known.

Whether through the loss of a family member, or of a cherished friend – irreplaceably and all the more prized and precious to us, with the realization
we will never see them again. And then only in our dreams…

Life must go on, but Life will never be the same again.

We are left with a suitcase of memories, both good and bad. Happy and sad, regrets many and few.

This is all part of the learning growth of Life that is inescapable and
inevitable.

But what of Life?, and what do we present and give to Life? And what does Life give, or impart to us?

St Paul said that ‘no burden was too great a burden’, and there is assistance if we should only choose to listen…

Perhaps we have too high an expectation of Life, or do we choose to avoid
the harsh realities of Life. Because of bereavement,
I have asked these questions…

And what of those who embark on ‘the road least taken?’

Is it not what we take from Life, but what we bring to it?

Is a man’s character reflective of his friends?

Is your character all that you leave behind you?

Kevin Bewley

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