Years ago, I came to the uncomfortable realisation that I had become numb. Somewhere along the line I had turned off the tap that had brought to me my feelings, emotions, intuitions and appropriate human reactions. Somewhere, in amongst the dramas and traumas of a crazy life, I had decided I would be better off […]Read More The dumbing down of #Emotion
Today’s daily prompt from WordPress asks the question… ‘Am I a rock?’ Synchronistically, on this very day, I have attended the first session of a course for supporting Carers. What is the connection between rocks and carers you might ask? Well, a carer has to be a human rock of course. They have to remain […]Read More Am I a rock?
When we lose someone, or something that holds great importance for us, it leaves a yawning gap in our lives. But where exactly is this gap? Newtonian physics would not be able to find it and actually show us the location of this empty space, and a Doctor would not be able to fill it […]Read More #Loss #Love and Remembering
It’s so very nice to feel calm, peaceful and at ease tonight. For weeks, if not months, I have had something rattling away in the back of my mind. Like an electrical appliance that runs 24/7, there has been a kind of hum in my head that has never gone away. This hum is my […]Read More Working through the flood
Daily Prompt: Moved to Tears On most days something will happen to bring tears to my eyes… It might be a piece of music or the clouds drifting peacefully at sunset, or the faces of my grandchildren when they see me. Usually the tears are ‘good’ones and fall easily because of beauty or grace. But […]Read More Daily Prompt: Moved to Tears
Walking in the evening sun just now, it came to me that if I had chosen to live a life that experienced many facets of motherhood, I think I could say that’s exactly what I’ve done! I’ve been a young mother and an old mother, a mother married to the father of my children, and […]Read More Musing on Motherhood…
Watching the two second demolition of a Glasgow tower block, as it succumbed to the inevitability of its controlled explosive execution, carried far more emotion than I would have expected. A woman talking after the event reminded me that this was not for her, just an eyesore, or a pile of concrete cancer slowly decaying, […]Read More #Glasgow tower blocks and the impermanence of all