Free Will, Destiny or Fate

“There’s nowhere you can be that isn’t where you’re meant to be…”
John Lennon

Which if any do you believe in?

I believe when we are born our destiny is already written, we come with a pre-written diary if you will. In that diary is every decision you will ever make and you will make them because your life has already been mapped out for you and by the time you have reached the end of your allotted time you will have done everything that was  written in that diary.

You have no free will, even if you think you have, you are not choosing those choices you make. Those decisions you take are taken because that is what has been written for you. Otherwise how to you explain the times when you make a decision even though the little voice in the back of your mind is screaming NOOOOOO, and you just know it’s not going to turn out well, but go still go ahead and do it, as if you have no control over what you are doing. We have all done it, made that choice, said that thing and then thought after I knew that would end badly, or why on earth did I do that. It’s because you were meant too.

Think about the people you know who seem to just sail through life and others you know have to fight for everything,  that’s not luck or chance it’s destiny, fate, it’s that pre-written diary.


Happy Spring

DSCF5865Happy Spring everyone, lets hope the weather starts to get warmer, I am fed up of having to keep putting on the fire.

Did you see the eclipse? We had a clear morning so we went out into the garden to experience it. As the moon came over the light changed to an eerie twilight and the dogs over the back started to howl and kitten rubbed up against my legs mewing. It went quite cold, no wonder people used to think it was the end of the world. Within minutes the moon had passed over and the warmth came back, then the birds
IMG_7022gave us the second drawn chorus of the day.

It makes one feel very very small

We tried to get photos, however has you can see not very successfully, due to the fact’s that
1 I was trying to aim the camera without looking at the sun
2 I only have a point and click
3 hubby doesn’t have a filter for his camera.

DSCF5875Somehow I managed to get the sun and a refection of the eclipse (the first photo), don’t ask me how I have no idea. The next one is one of hubby’s. He put his camera on the stand and left it to it.

The last one is using the colander trick you can just make out the moon covering the sun.


A Time of Balance

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The vernal Equinox will soon be upon us and not only that, there is a solar eclipse on the 20th to enjoy too, well if the weather will let us.


Blessing for Ostara
A point of perfect balance, night and day are of equal length. Dark and light, masculine and feminine,are all in balance. The Sun is gaining in strength and the days are becoming longer and warmer. The natural world is coming alive. It is the first day of Spring.

Ostara takes its name after the Germanic goddess, Eostre/Ostara, who was traditionally honoured in the month of April with festivals to celebrate fertility, renewal and re-birth. It was from Eostre that the Christian celebration of Easter evolved, and indeed the naming of the hormone Eostrogen, essential to women’s fertility. The Goddess Ostara has the shoulders and head of a hare and this is were we get the Easter bunny from.



Go Nose, Go Nose

I showered this morning, then finding I had run out of deodorant I sprayed on some of hubby’s. After doing a very good impression of an angry ape, arms a flaying and jumping up and down, I remembered why I always buy sent free.

Red Nose day has been and gone, in the last 30 years they have raised over a billion pounds, well done to them and to everyone who helped. Over the years I have brought noses, magnets, air freshers. car noses, cookbooks. pins, mugs and products that donate if you buy their goods and this year well it was the 4 mug set, two umbrella, car air fresher and a Lulu Guinness bag. I had the one with the big green eyes.


And Disc World Mourns

Death walked through the library and pick up the large egg timer, the last grains of sand trickling through. He walked to the courtyard and mounted Blinky.  Terry greeted him like an old friend… The story continues, it’s just that we will never read his.

Don’t think of it as dying just think of it has leaving early to avoid the rush 

One of the best (in my opinion) authors has died

R I P Terry