Diary Entry 365 of 2020

I had no idea what this kind of request entailed, but I am glad to be on the other side of it. Even though I knew that my life was overflowing with blessings, I never realised how much I was missing because my focus was in all the wrong places. When I asked to receive more, I had no idea that what I was receiving was a multiplication of what I had already had.

Can you feel the change?

Never in all my pondering would I ever have imagined the world coming to a standstill in solidarity for healing; like that which is happening right at this very moment. With the world in its current state of rest; our species stands with bated breath, and our planet exhales! The supernatural waters of change ebbContinue reading “Can you feel the change?”

The Apple Tree

Like the core of an apple, you discarded after you had consumed what you needed and dropped along the road while you continued your journey, she was left bare and exposed in the burning sun. Unbeknownst to you, an animal came by and picked her up. Again she was consumed, leaving nothing but one tinyContinue reading “The Apple Tree”

Finding the words…

Today is one of those days where I have a million thoughts and words running through my head and none of them seem to be motivated to run through my fingers and onto paper. I desperately want to find order in it all and here I sit, lost in thoughts wondering how I will bringContinue reading “Finding the words…”

Be kind to yourself, the daily practice we somehow struggle with!

As I sit here inhaling a bag of Doritos Roulette chips or is it crisps? I never know, anyway, the song of the day is Wild World by Cat Stevens (it has played in my head and on the stereo at least 100 times today) and wearing my fat pants, I have been intentionally procrastinatingContinue reading “Be kind to yourself, the daily practice we somehow struggle with!”

Uncouth to say the least!

So, today I decided to take the plunge and finally start a this blog. Let me begin by explaining how frustrating this whole process was. I almost (very almost) threw in the towel and ran. Way back when the grass was green, navigating around a blog, website format or even just something as simple asContinue reading “Uncouth to say the least!”

The Nervous Writer

One small seed can grow into a tree that holds the history of everything that happened to it. — Bernice Nicholson. After years of putting this off, coming up with every excuse in the book, I have decided to throw myself out into the world and allow pieces of myself to be seen and experiencedContinue reading “The Nervous Writer”

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