A City Whispers, A Cerberus Answers

The Cerberus is the guardian of the gates of hell from Greek mythology. He is a three headed watchdog on steroids. The fiercest guardian one can adopt to patrol the boundaries of all your protected spaces. And this is what we all need sometimes, a terrifying brutish force to ruthlessly guard the spaces in ourContinue reading “A City Whispers, A Cerberus Answers”

 Accepting the Charges

We are all charged particles. Borrowing energy and jumping between excited states.  Excited by our surroundings. Transformed by the tiniest of charges passing around us.  The creative mind knows best how to open itself into a state of receiving. To be in a state that allows and evokes change. That excited state of a chargedContinue reading ” Accepting the Charges”

A Captain’s Compass North 

The iceberg breaking hull was a master chef’s knife, wasted and gliding deftly through calm, buttery arctic waters. Clouds were pulling themselves apart and winter’s night sky constellations shone torchlights across scattered icebergs safely in the shadowy distance. This polar expedition passed quietly as the crew laid slumber and the captain handed over the night’sContinue reading “A Captain’s Compass North “

Caught in a peaceful wave function 

I think a lot about superpositions. I don’t claim to be a die-hard science geek, but I do flirt with the occasional layperson’s physics books. Carl Sagan, David Grinspoon, Stephen Hawking, Neil to the Dee G T! Superpositions tell me how to understand competing truths, infinite possibilities, and things that just defy logic. There areContinue reading “Caught in a peaceful wave function “

Tiny Dormant Treasures

Meditations in your fathers garden You walk the garden and you feel them buried beneath. There’s an energy humming, a vibration of life, something sleeping, something wonderful, waiting in the dirt and the darkness. But waiting for what? The right conditions? The perfect season? Their best chance to be observed and admired by the bestContinue reading “Tiny Dormant Treasures”

A Relegated Ship, Run Aground & Derelict (Pt.2 of 2)

Part Two: Invisible Mobs & Monsters  By the centennial year of the 1916 Easter Rising, the spirit of Dublin started to sing again, a song of redemption. The bones of the economy and the investments in finance and tech were paying dividends. The commercial real estate engine started revving again, as these global tech giantsContinue reading “A Relegated Ship, Run Aground & Derelict (Pt.2 of 2)”