I think God made a mistake,
He gave me six daughters,
But a daughter is the greatest gift any man can ever hope to receive,
I’ll never know why God entrusted me with so many,
I got out my car and took my 2nd little daughter’s hand to go into the supermarket,
She could not have been older than two, maybe even younger,
I watched her tenderly as she walked beside me,
She looked at my arm then at hers,
Then blurted out:
“Hey, I have hair on my arms, just like my daddy…”
I hugged her and showered her with kisses, laughter sweetly surrounding us…,
One of the happier moments…


A woman is a very special living thing,
What a pity I learnt that sooo late in life,
The feminine spirit is what keeps the universe in check,
What gives it its ineffable beauty, its ubiquitously healing quality,
Its breathless quality of adventure, expansion, exhilaration, and allure,
Sadly, we men, often take that holiness and besmirch it beyond belief, to our eternal shame…


Last Friday evening, I had the cosmic responsibility of lecturing to ten or so such flowers and demonstrating the marvels of bio-resonance technology,
Two of them were literally trembling with fear at what the bio-resonance technology device would find wrong with their health,
As a professional, I could have elected to stay aloof and empirical,
However, I took the one by the hand and sat her next to me and the device,
I held her hand and looked smilingly into her eyes,
I distracted her by complementing her on her beauty, and elegance, and what lady-like grace she carried herself with,
Soon, without her noticing, the electrodes were in her hands and the scan underway, whilst I kept returning her to herself[phrase borrowed from my good friend Linda Smith, the author of the great book by that name], with soothing words, slowly uplifting her spirit and allaying her fears, soon her hands stopped trembling and a wide expanse of a smile decorated her pretty face and we were soon whispering confidential information in each others ears about her health,
Magical and salubrious experience…


As a father, as a male mate,
I now know without doubt,
That my holy mission in relationship is to help the feminine spirit to ‘return to itself’,
Then,
The universe, will blossom and bloom like a Namaqualand flower,
And we will all thank the Infinite for life,
For sweet, sweet, life…