Lu Unfiltered

Tag: life

  • The Liontamer

    yep,she’s still intheresomewhere.The bright redcoat,the shiny gold buttonsand matchingtrim.The elegantwhite gloves,their sparklingrivetscatching the big toplights.And the whip.Held, wrist slightlyextended,just so.Eyes on the prize. Only,she’s actually ananimal lover,who no longereats meat,and she knowswhere the big fiveare meant toroam magestically free. It was never reallyabout lions though,was it?It was about chasingdown thosebig dreams,that could be spectacularfailures.About walking…

  • Name it

    to tame it.These wise wordsfound metoday.I’m a writer.The prospect makesme feeltruly fulfilled,and completelypetrified.At once.Or perhapsexcited, andafraid.I have a destiny,a piece to addto the bigger puzzleof my life,and perhapsyourstoo.To give backsome ofthe blessingsI’ve so freelyreceived. Name it, totame it.I love you.With a passion thatsurprises,thrills, and alsotriggers thescary monster in the closet greys,all at once.This love couldconsume…

  • What if

    I toldyouthat the magicstartstoday? With onesmallgesture.One do-differently.One newconnection.One momentofdiscomfort.One breathofenvisioningfull cream livingforyourself. You,in technicolour.You,adding tothe world,exactly asyoushould. ~Lu

  • Ever notice

    how we allhave some overlapsomewhere?I’m talkingsimilar traits,experiences,and feelings. Disappointmenthas come forus all,as has profoundjoy, andconversely sorrow.We are steepedin the sameexperiences,or rather,in similar emotions,stirred by differentexperiences. We forget thissometimes, whenwe dip intoeveryone-else-is-an-arseholemode.Yet whenwe takethe time to focuson the wonder andhumanity of a particularindividual, this senseof connectionoftencomes flooding backin. We arewonderfully andbeautifully made, andwe are builtfor connection.…

  • Maroon

    unlike T Swift,I despise it.Call it burgundy,oxblood, oreven garnet. See, this colourtakes me backto a darkplace.A place offear, hurt,abandonment,heartbreak,in fact, near-totalannihilation. And this wasmore than twentyyears ago,and the doer ofthe deeds islong gone.The scarsare mostly healed,and tattooed over.Yet.Burgundy hasthe uncannyabilityto bring itall back.Short, staccatoflashbacksof a horror moviewhich was oncemy life. The camera swayingBlairWitch-like,the fear tearing…

  • People come

    and people go.Life ebbs andflows,and today’s necessityis tomorrow’sentirely optional. Why is this?Well, I suspectit’s due to severalrelated, yet differentthings.Yep, those thingsthat aren’t thingsat all. We learn,we grow,we open up to newexperiences,we decide whatwe want,and by association,what we don’t want. Slowly the message seeps in:you get to choose,and steer,and bring into thislife of yours, what youtruly…

  • Tell me

    Dear Readerwhat doesyour own, personalShangri-Lalook like?How do youfeel when you’re there?And conversely,what do you misswhen you’re not?I’d love to know,as most of ushumans are quitesimilar, yet also quite different.And the things,experiences, andtogetherness thatmake our own hearts happycan sometimes bequite different. My Shangri-Lahas dogs: many and often!They’re everywhere,active and languid,big and small, okmostly big and scruffy!(Hi…

  • 42

    really is theanswerto the meaningof life,the universeand everything!I’m chasinga V02max highof 42.This numberwill put mein the top 5% ofathletes inmy age bracket.I’m takinghuge libertieshere,and using the termathlete veryloosely. See, asa child, Ihad a dreamof being aphenomenal athlete.Just not thebody,or the diligence,or the natural ability,or the stamina.I’ve carried thisdream with meinto my fifties,and finallythere seemsto be…

  • I have found

    that in my ownlife,the beauty isvery much inthe grey.I’ve always hada chip on myshoulderabout black orwhite thinking,those two extremes beingfar too narrow (minded?)and small forme to fit into.Expansion livesin the grey,the subtleties ofthe tonality of thecolour openingup to endlessopportunity,and growth,and conversely,comfort.Grey melange isprobably themost comfortableclothing colourever invented.Its softness feelingalmost likepudding onthe skin.Looking outsidetoday, the weatheris…

  • Today

    the lightcrept in, througha tiny crack.I slept better.I rememberedthat I knowgreat people,who are cheeringfor me to succeed,and flourish.I smiled at astranger.I exercised mybody.My spirit liftedand Ihave a plan.To getthere,to do thething.To makea difference,to shift,to leavea legacy,to sharethe messageI’ve beencarrying insideme,for so long,as it slowlyunfurled intosomething magicalover the lastdecade.So stand back,nah, lean IN,and watch this space.Great…