Thank you

Written to an American Academic I have been reading about... and yes, he wrote back. :)

Hey.

I know you dont know me, but I just wanted to say thanks. Wait, dont reach for the delete button just yet. Im not sure if you will agree or relate. If not, just let the words move over you. But you, sir, have inspired me and I was in the mood to let you know.

I've had a look at what you've been doing in the areas of architecture and urban development, or, at least what media allows someone like me to see. And I want to say thanks.

Thank you for searching outside the room, for stretching and grinding your soul against the side of mental containment and seemingly breaking through. Thank you for taking time to find inspiration and move past bearers of intentional idiocy and innocent small mindedness.

Thank you for finding the gold and, with pockets seemingly full, digging some more. Past the desolate dryness and the stony uncertainty. Searching, searching. never satisfied. Thank you for your solitude and enduring, at times, what might have appeared to be cold isolation.

Thank you for seeing the big picture and taking your intellect on the journey toward innovation for, not against, the people of the future. Thank you for keeping in mind the absolute necessity of the health of this planet when so many people have surrendered hope and bedded down with resignation.

You're one of those people about whom I say "when I grow up, I want to be like you". (Un)fortunately, I have grown up and while options and scope are perhaps more limited, I still take inspiration from you and what you and your living creations, called businesses, have achieved. Now I say "When I grow up, I want to live in a living house. A house of trees and plants."

We humans give it to each other everyday. It spreads better than butter. Sometimes we beat ourselves with it, other times let it roll over our tongues like sugar barley candy. Inspiration.

So, thank you for inspiring me and, unbeknownst, countless others. Keep it up.

Fiona

A fresh beginning

The following blogs were created prior to April 2009.
It was a delicious juicy summer, full of realisations and gentle understandings.
Take it as you will, but dont be offended by the language.
It can get a little naughty at times. ;)
The first 3 that you will see are a short story about my experience when my brother passed away in 2003. Following those are a selection of poems.
So there's a little of everything here.
I hope you enjoy...