Communication

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When in a group, how d’you signal
Without speech, your intent to do?
Maybe barge through, loiter or queue?
Are your actions conditional?
How will others know what to do?
You may not consider such things,
But should know the heartache it brings.
For those who do, it’s social disgrace.
What a conundrum! I rest my case.

(c) Robert Jones 2014, All Rights Reserved

Adelaide lounge

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Frequent travel has instilled in me the danger of leaving my belongings unattended. I was told I could leave my things behind when we were evacuated for an emergency drill; the lounge would be locked. An internal debate resulted in me leaving them on the chair. Later on I dutifully took my stuff with me to the bathroom. When I returned a man had claimed the space I’d been sitting in, obviously a frequent visitor to the Virgin Australia lounge as he spent the next twenty minutes chatting to the bar staff about their team mate.

The plates used here are understandably on the small side to accommodate pre-flight snacks. I find it odd that full sized cutlery is used; have I fallen down a rabbit hole? Popcorn is available sensibly served with a scoop. Crisps (chips) on the other hand need to be handled with extreme dexterity when using the allotted metal tongs.

Green memories

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The warm stone and brick facade of St. Francis Xavier’s Cathedral contrasted against an ominous sky caught my eye during a recent visit to Adelaide, South Australia.
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Once darkness had fallen the road washed with green light in front of the Cathedral reminded me of two hymns from my childhood:

There is a green hill far away
Jerusalem by William Blake

The first filled me with sadness, in contrast, I always enjoyed belting out the second, have I mentioned I was a chorister until my voice broke?

Moment of stillness

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Two buses go past as I wait for the green man to appear.

There are two people loitering near the stop. There’s no sign of the express service in the crawling metal convoy before me. I decide to take the train.

I walk briskly towards the railway station. There is usually an ant like line of pedestrians along this route, not today.

I notice the purple green leaves of a ginger in bloom.

As I near my destination I see yellow and silver carriages setting off to the city.

I smile to myself, at least I have captured a moment of morning stillness.

Being present

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A moment forward
Hasn’t happened yet
A moment backwards
May as well forget

Light advances
Darkness recedes
Takes life’s chances
He who succeeds

Living in the now
Releases my strife
Being strong somehow
By accepting life

(c) Robert Jones 2014, All Rights Reserved