Tuesday, 13 April 2021
To the woman who has lost her spark.
To the woman whose get up and go, has well and truly gone.
This is for you.
This is to remind you, that you don’t have to be everything to everyone, every day.
You didn’t sign up for that.
Remember when you used to laugh? Sing?
Throw caution to the wind?
Remember when you used to forgive yourself more quickly for not always being perfect.
You can get that back again.
You really can.
And that doesn’t have to mean letting people down or walking away.
It just means being kinder to you, feeling brave enough to say no sometimes.
Being brave enough to stop sometimes.
It starts the moment you realise that you’re not quite who you used to be.
Some of that is good, some of that is not.
There are parts of you that need to be brought back.
And if anyone in your life is not okay with that… they are not your people. Your people will be glad to see that spark starting to light up again.
So, if you have been slowly fading away my friend, this is the time to start saying yes to things that bring you joy and no to things that don’t.
It’s really pretty simple.
From ‘to the women’ https://www.amazon.co.uk/.../ref=cm_sw_r_cp_api_fabt1...
Ladies Pass it On. Art by Rita Loyd
Saturday, 10 April 2021
This is lovely, written by a dog friend on Facebook
In the warmth of a sunrise upon my face whilst the moon still sits in the sky at my back.
In the ripples of water turned to liquid gold as the lights dapples and reflects on its surface to shimmer in the reflection of my eyes.
In the midst of a field as a breeze passes by to make the dew dance upon blades of grass. A spectacle of jewels in the morning sun.
In the depth of a forest as the wind sings a melody passing through branches and leaves to accompany the dawn chorus.
In the texture of a two hundred year old oak trees bark and compare it to the wrinkles upon my face.
In the fascination of a spiders web as I watch in awe at its pure genius of engineering withholding the wind in delicate near invisible strands.
In the pages of a book with words that pass before mine eyes to take me to others worlds, other times, other people until I am no longer within my own presence.
Let us all get lost in time, let us all just drift upon the tide of life presented before us. Let us all remind ourselves of who we really are.
I want to get lost, I haven’t been lost for such a long time.
That little part of you that seeks out the moon, the sunrise, the waterfalls.
The part of you that craves the freshest of air, the thickest of forests and the giant waves.
For she is directly connected to the core of the earth, the tides and the stars,.
She’s intrinsically linked to all creation, to life itself, to existence.
Don’t let the modern world push her out, she is wild and she is free
and you need her, to be you,
the you you were always meant to be.
Keep a little bit of you wild,
Just a little bit.
Art by Diane Chelaru (@dianachelaru.artist)