We’ve forgotten what it’s like to be a child. And so as adults, a form light years away from a child, we teach them. We instruct them. We make demands of them.
Author: Elizabeth Beeli
The Drama Of The Red Chair
A red chair: Silent. Stationary. Supportive. Yet a magnet for melodrama. What allies do I sit next to? What foes do I avoid? The bedrock of mischief. The moment your neighbor is no longer occupying the chair your uncontested reign has begun. Time to flip their chair. Spread yourself as far as possible on all…
Simple
How many problems can be solved by a child’s laugh? What if for a week instead of reading self help books we read children’s books ? Most things don’t matter. Keep it simple.
Broken
Being broken. The shell was hiding what needed to be revealed. The heart of the issue.
Daylight
There’s no daylight savings in Vietnam. In case you need another reason to move here. If you can’t tell, I hate it.
Elizabeth Beeli 