Monthly Archives: December 2012

In search of words that resonate

As I sit this morning, museli in hand, a fine rain coating pavements in my street: I look at the blank pages of my note book on the floor next to me.

I stare at the fire in front of me, placing the notebook in my lap and the pen in my hand and hope to find words that I can share, ‘from me to you’ – on this day of glancing back.

2012 was the usual mix of highs and lows. I have stood on mountains and absorbed it all: looking out at the world and looking in at me. I have lived and I have loved and if I were to write down all the stuff that really mattered, I would be proud of myself. I am proud of me.

Things I have been aware of for years: good advice I have shared and learnings I have gathered, have this year been harvested. They have sunk under my skin and are now part of my sub conscious.

I know that it is not enough to know that I am responsible for my own happiness. I really am. I absolutely am. Since I accepted that responsibility, I am no longer afraid to say it for fear it might not be true.

Everyone and everything else is icing on the cake. Receiving the time, attention, recognition and friendship of others is a privilege. It is not mine to expect or take.

I have written with a greater consistency in 2012 than ever before. I have been published in 2 magazine, many times on line and I have taken my first steps into the world of blogging.

I am thankful. I am at peace. I am loved. I am happy.

I wish the same to you.




Filed under At peace, blogging, change, comfort, friends, joy, Living in the moment, memories, Mindfulness, ruminations,thoughts, Well being


In the last week I have been nominated by 2 fellow bloggers for 2 awards. As a new blogger I was unsure what awards were or what I was supposed to do with them. I needed to look at the guidelines (as it were) and to give a little thought to my response. I also needed in truth to get back on my desktop so I could see what I was doing!  . . after a few weeks navigating around the web on my ipad: not ideal when your eyes arn’t quite what they used to be.

I would firstly like to thank Sharifah

for my versatile blogger award


and mj

for my liebster award


I consider my awards a priviledge and a kindness from ‘virtual strangers’ with whom I share a common love of words.

I have discovered many kindnesses on wordpress since my blogging journey began. I am grateful every day.

Those I know only through their words and pictures have shared their time with me. You have passed by and shown me the kindness of reading my words. You have expressed a kindness in ‘liking’ and sometimes shared a kindness in a thought or two.

If simply put – human kindness is ‘taking the time’, then I am thankful too to be here, to be a part of something and to discover new ways of doing just that.

When I arrived at wordpress months ago I did not know what direction my blog would take or where I would be drawn. I realise now I am drawn to words and pictures and sometimes a glorious and uplifting combination of both.

Having said that here are a list of blogs who like and are all worthy of my time and yours

I am aware that I am supposed to nominate fellow bloggers, but as there are 2 awards I am acknowledging here, how about my listed blogs take their pick !! ( I hope I wont be black balled for suggesting that but I want to do this post before 2013 chimes and I believe blogging has to be a pleasure and not ever felt as pressure.)

I would like to complete my acceptance by repsonding appropraitley to the qustions posed by each award.

Firstly – versatile award and 7 things about me.

My favourite colour is green, I am a Mum, sister and friend first, I love fish and chips, I want to visit the Arctic circle and bathe in it’s wonders, I have learned the peace that comes from BEing and not striving, into motown and relish feasting my eyes of beautiful things.

Secondly – liebster.

1. Would you rather live on a beach or a desert?
A beach but I love the desert too: it is so peaceful.
2. Do you write at some fixed time during the day or whenever you can?
Whenever I feel inspired.
3. What do you think is the key to a better world for our children?
Free education for all.
4. If you were given a choice of being part of a new world on a new planet would you accept and why?
I have no interest in other planets. I like the worlds of the living and the here and now. I would much prefer to go back in time.
5. What kind of writing do you enjoy reading?
Anything that speaks to me.
6. Do you remember the dreams you dream during the night? Do you document them?
I dont want to remember them. I feel I am only on the edge of sleep when I dream so feet on the ground for me 🙂
7. Describe yourself in one or two sentences.
I feel with the heart and move forward with my head’s nod of approval.
8. When I say ‘India’ what is the first image that comes to your mind?
An incredible vibrant, wild , mad colourful country I want to visit again.

And today I add 2 more awards so kindly offered


Thank you  J E

and thank you too

. . what a lovely way to end the year 🙂







Filed under blogging, friends, hope, Living in the moment, musings, words, writer

Of daily bread and water

So they say its time to make a fresh start do they.
I say it times to just keep on
At where you’re at
And what you’re doing
And walk the path designed for you.
You know the one they say to me.
The one inside your house.
The one just over there.
The one beyond the doors and fields.
It’s etched up in the clouds somehow-
I see it now.
I see it in me and me in it.
The life that’s mine and only mine .
The one I’m moulding every day,
With each dawn break and mighty storm
And sandy beach and quiet walks to where its at.
That daily place of daily bread
And water.


Filed under comfort, creativity, joy, Living in the moment, Mindfulness, poetry, self awareness, words

Visible words

Sometimes I simply prefer to write on paper. There is something reassuring about the scratch of pencil or the glide of a pen across velum.

The letters and words you form seem more personal. This is often how I start with any writing that I do and the most personal musings will stay that way, nestling between the pages of journals, with no wish or need to be transcribed elsewhere: kept safe under my bed in my box of memories for as long as the journals live.

Words here are raw. They are honest and from the heart, laid bare in notebooks of every size and shape – in every colour ink colour I have ever chosen and type of scrawl I have ever practiced.

Some pages are streams of words growing into sentences and paragraphs. Other pages are broken down into shorter chunks, thoughts, ramblings, quotes and mantras.

Sometimes pages are scattered with pictures and memories saved and taped between pages. There are underlinings, highlighting, circling and crossings out.

One thing that is guaranteed to be locked between the covers of paper and leather and cloth . . . are words: words that I have strung together to create a shape of sorts – words that have flowed from mind to finger tip to page.

. . . a steam of consciousness made visible in words.


Filed under At peace, comfort, creativity, inspiration, Living in the moment, memories, musings, Thoughts, words

Almond blossom

Today I find myself filtering e mails and I came across this link. I am reminded why I love art and nature and pictures and art galleries and colour and any form of expression that speaks to my eyes.

The words beauty and joy and life and soul spring to mind and though I like to share more of my own words on my posts, this vision spoke to me and asked to be shared.

I hope it brings a moment of joy to you, in the way your words and pictures so often bring a moment of joy to me.


Filed under art, At peace, beauty, colour, creativity, hope, inspiration, joy, Living in the moment, soul, visions

Spongy clouds

Air abuzz with chattering song.
Invisible, hidden in a sea of palm fronds
and under bushes.

One shoots off: wings flapping across my eyeline.
Small, dingy brown.


Now a handful flit and swoop.
Some doves.
All gaping beaks feeding on the wing.

Perched close
another simply ignores me.
A downy belly feather falls away.
Scooped up and gone.

Acrobatic loops
tail feathers flash by.
They soar: breathless, spiralling upwards –
lost in spongy clouds.




Filed under creativity, inspiration, Living in the moment, Peace of mind, poetry, Uncategorized

Jack Frost

A piece of flash fiction that I wrote and that appears on line today for anyone who reads this on December 16th.

Something very unchristmassy !

December 1967- the bumpy shell of the golf ball cracked and spewed out a tight bundle of rubber bands like the ones in the post office. The bands made them fly and get lost in the bluebell wood. There weren’t any bluebells now though, just a floor of rusty leaves stuck together with frost and coated with icing sugar. No sign of the flasher in the woods though. It was too cold for him today.


Filed under creativity, flash fiction, on line publishing, stories, words, writer, writing