I wanted to save this wonderfully descriptive article on Anxiety from The Mighty, written by Lauren Jarvis-Gibson. I'm Sorry for the Things Anxiety Makes Me Do
The month gone by since last posting in my gratitude diary has been an emotional one, settling back into life without Nita. I finished the mosaic for Nita's sister, and shipped it off yesterday afternoon and have been really down in the dumps and teary today, missing who and what I don't have. So I... Continue Reading →
I certainly have. Particularly after two people who dislike me made derogatory remarks about "the crap I write" and "why would anyone read" that crap? My first thought both times was "why would anyone read a blog they thought was shite??" That just seems bizarre to me, and a them problem not a me problem!... Continue Reading →
I love this challenge as I find quotes simple yet effective ways of communicating inspiring, empowering and what can be life changing, ways of thinking and being. So I thank Rory from A Guy Called Bloke and Doodlepip Adventures for again nominating me in a topic he knew is in the realms of my thinking... Continue Reading →
This is the latest mosaic I've been working on. It will be sold with a mirror in it, not a tuxedo cat!! I love how our boy, Ji (J-eye), took to this frame! He was determined not to get up and out, and I ended up just taking the frame up from around him. He... Continue Reading →
Losing Nita has been a huge loss, and I wish I could've hugged her tightly for the awesome gift she had waiting for me when I got to her son's place before her funeral. It was a pile of letters from friends and family, dating back to 1988-1990. One of them was a letter from her... Continue Reading →
my daughter washing up each day without being reminded 🙂 🙂 my daughter in general ❤ finishing gluing my favourite mosaic to date having had the nerve taken out of my sorest tooth finally getting paid from the Tribunal hearing just before lodging it with the courts small victories a beautiful warm day clean sheets... Continue Reading →
A down to earth and humorous reminder that there is always good in our lives – we just need to be open to seeing it and accepting it is there.
Thank you to Robyn from The Robin Bird’s Nest
Sundance sent this to me.
Not only does she accept the good in her life, she appreciates it!
I am quite delightful. (smirks while typing)
Embrace the good in your world in whatever form it arrives.
Sometimes those things you least expect, or question the presence of, turn out to be what you most need.
You say “exasperating” I say “fucking delight” either way there is good. It’s win-win!
Occasionally, life is rough.
We’re so focused on the trouble, or pain, all manner of ick that hits us upside the head. Even when we’re swimming around in the ick till our fingers are pruney, there is good in our lives, in the world.
All you have to do is open your eyes.
There is a quote:
When you look for the good in others you discover the best in yourself.
But, when you’re up to up to your…
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A powerfully descriptive poem about anger, written by Rory from A Guy Called Bloke.
… Depression, Devilry or Just Damned – Your Choice.
I wrote this piece several years ago, when someone asked me to pen the workings of three minds of anger if l could …
Forever tired of the growing inside,
Bubbling away, taking everything with a yes,
From hidden recesses deep does it reside,
Awaiting its release, wanting to show its distress!
Ticking always like an unexploded bomb,
Always answering with a yes,
Seething as it does yet remaining aplomb,
Boiling over with its aggressive caress!
And what happens when l will finally blow,
Will it come as the shock expected,
Did you not see it coming, did you not see this grow
Honestly did you not know how infected,
l had become by all that is around,
Always answering with a yes,
How did you miss this gaping wound?
It may be quiet, but build it does nonetheless!
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Have we been introduced? My name is Death. Don't mistake me for Dying, We're not anything alike. I'm not cruel or prolonged, People misunderstand. I'm quick and compassionate, Momentary, documented in time. I take away your fears. My white light will fill you. Peace will envelope you, Like none you've felt before. You'll have someone... Continue Reading →
It feels strange to be back home already, with the expectation that life go on as normal. It feels like an extraordinary expectation when what was normal is no longer possible. But therein lies one of life's tougher challenges, showing us what we're really made of. They were emotional and lonely days since first hearing... Continue Reading →
Death - the action or fact of dying or being killed; the end of the life of a person or organism. The definition makes death sound simple and uncomplicated. Why is it I find it anything but? My closest friend going back to my teenage years died on Wednesday night. I struggle with the notion... Continue Reading →