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And Where to Begin?
After years of part time and short contract work I’ve worked full time for a whole year. Accepting the job was one of the scariest things I’d done in a long time and I was terrified for a lot of the time that I would let down the people who trusted me and the families…
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Almost a year later…
Talking with someone yesterday I realised I hadn’t posted in a while. A while? That’s an understatement… The thing is, you see, I’ve completely changed my life. Since I was last here I have a new job, new living arrangement and I crossed two state borders to do it. I’ve spoken before about the power…
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Long time, no blog.
And the days are not full enough’ And the days are not full enoughAnd the nights are not full enoughAnd life slips by like a field mouse Not shaking the grass.Ezra Pound I live with chronic illnesses. I live with fibromyalgia and chronic myofascial pain and have done for over thirty years. I had a…
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Leaving Twitter now it just another Ex.
So yesterday after 11yrs on Twitter I left. It had been a long time coming, so many changes and so many lost accounts of people I’d been friends with, some for a decade. In the end it was already lost, couldn’t see my friends, posts arriving in my feed after 24hrs, so many other things.…
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The box of darkness: Dealing with painful “gifts”.
The American poet, Mary Oliver wrote of her experience of death in the poem “The Uses of Sorrow”: “Someone I loved once gave me a box full of … The box of darkness: Dealing with painful “gifts”.
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Feline Grace and Canine Strides
Daily writing prompt Dogs or cats? View all responses In a world where lines divide and fences confine,Where choices are made and loyalties assigned,… Feline Grace and Canine Strides
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A Satisfied Mind…
In our current world of fast everything what does it take to have a satisfied mind? What even is a satisfied mind? It’s quite an old concept, one of being a peace with ourselves and our endeavours. Not settling for low standards or removing ourselves from striving but a simple acceptance that in the time…
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Music pulled me through
So, not too many posts lately. It has been a rough few weeks. Won’t go into details here but every time I got up something was waiting to knock me down. I’m still here. One thing about getting older is that you know you made it through other times like this, I have to confess…
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A little poetry to get me through…
The Damaged Tree And in the forest It silently bleeds From a wound high above me
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