I’ve just returned from a wonderful trip to Italy with my family. We’re lucky enough to have some great friends out there, and recent events being as they are it had been far too long since we’d met. I love everything about Italy, the people, the delicious food, the stunning architecture, but most of all … Continue reading Parli Italiano? It’s all good in theory, but where’s the practice?
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The Grasshopper
The grasshopper clung to the curtainGripping tight to the gossamer threadOne thing she knew for certain If she went back out there she was deadThe wide world posed a problemFor a creature of gentle ilkThe Birds, bees and bats, The shrews and the rats Hungered for her as moths drawn to silk She was stalked … Continue reading The Grasshopper
What if?
The feeling is subliminal Pervasive in the minimal Worming in Squirming in to the spaces we can’t see it all A broken record sings its song But it’s played its tune for far too long Crying wolf Crying wolf The mangled tune plays on and on Conscripted to the ranks of this invisible war Platitudes … Continue reading What if?
Plucky Young Chick
The ostrich kept her head, buried deep within the sand Whilst out on the horizon, grew a blight upon the land A storm was brewing steadily, a darkness in the air The ostrich felt its presence, but she never looked up there Her hole was nice and cosy, her world in there cocooned She buried … Continue reading Plucky Young Chick
I’m paddling but I’m going nowhere
In my blog post, Overthinking is my nemesis, so why do I treat it as my friend? my optimism is palpable. I had identified that my overthinking was keeping me stuck and action was the antithesis to the paralysing fear I'd allowed to rule my brain. Action was the key to getting me out of … Continue reading I’m paddling but I’m going nowhere
Overthinking is my nemesis, so why do I treat it as my friend?
Since I was a child my friends and family have been able to tell when overthinking appeared in the doorway of my mind and insisted I put the kettle on. My Dad would tell me, ‘you worry about the day you’ll never see’ and my friends would simply say, ‘lookout, Rae has her thinking face … Continue reading Overthinking is my nemesis, so why do I treat it as my friend?
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