I know you’ve been dying to hear about my Murica trip, and what better place to begin than here, with #1000Speak, and this month’s topic of LOVE? For it was love which inspired the trip and started it going; love which sustained it and kept me going; and love which was the central theme of…
My Lovelies, if you’ve been around here for more than the odd occasion lately, you’ll know all about Jenny; the amazing lady I met a few weeks ago when I took post-hotel-conference food to distribute to the homeless people in the city centre (I’m not an angel – food waste is anathema to me when…
Acceptance may be absolutely the perfect topic this month, because there’s a new hashtag in town, calling everyone to practice radical acceptance of themselves and others as they embrace the opportunity to #BeReal.
Wednesday. *sigh* Unprepossessing and laying claim only to the distinction of ‘hump day’ – that one in the middle you need to get over, get through, get past, to achieve the mental decline (and relief) afforded by being that little bit closer to the weekend. I heaved myself out of the torpor induced by Office…
Beyond everything, if I were to use one word to explain why I write and how I best operate in life, it is this word – connection (hopefully followed shortly after with ‘love’, but you have to connect with someone, or at least connect your brain and recognition to their humanity before you can begin…
*Sits at laptop, drumming fingertips together and trying her best to look pensive as she gazes (internally (work with me)) at the beginnings of an idea for a post*
I sit, blank page daring me to type, not knowing how to collate the thoughts which are moving at a million miles an hour through my mind. This morning I wanted to shave all my hair off because it felt ridiculous to even try. This morning I wanted to pour acid onto my face because…
Mind tumbling like the murky, brown, debris-strewn waters of a storm-torn river, and fingers still too tired to demand that their nerve fibres link up with the ones in my brain; occasional shapes below the surface of the water seem to cohere – to make sense, briefly, albeit with smudged and muddied outline – before…
As adults, we’re so lucky that we never have to rely on anyone else for our self-esteem, aren’t we? We are rational, self-aware beings who fully grasp that the only thing we have the right and ability to control is our own behaviour; that other people’s opinions are immaterial; and that no matter how we…
Please…
