Tag: life

  • The proof

    Dear One, is in the doing. There’s lots to be said for research, and reading what others  have done. There’s also being strategic, and plotting and defining large structures and entire campaigns before doing any of the well, actual doing. Remember:  experiments work. As does changing  course mid-stream based on data, experience and feedback, once…

  • It was the mention

    of aftercare  practices that finally does my head in. Practices so tender and even heartwrenching, that I’d just experienced for the first time, lapping them up unashamedly, only to fall back to earth hard and fast; unsteady, disorientated, sad. These were not our special things, contrary to what my naive, trusting heart had been telling…

  • Do you

    have a list? Of the things you like, love and adore. And also of the things that aren’t  things. List making can be cathartic, it can also be revealing and scary. It does bring a certain order to the world, though. For there’s  profound beauty in  naming stuff well. So today, spend a little time…

  • The only thing

    wrong with that dress is that it’s not crumpled into a pile next to  my bed. Every woman glows up beautifully under the  keen eye of an  eager admirer. And in that lies the rub, for not every admirer is upstanding and not  every glorious woman’s heart has been sufficiently fed in her lifetime. So…

  • She is

    the gun at a  knife fight. Japanese whiskey, on the rocks, with slices  of ginger and lime. Your secret anime hidden in a history  book, Joan Jet and Joy Division, colliding. Soft doe eyes, wearing  a black leather harness and stiletto fuck-off boots. She’s gentle spring rain, on a field near Chernobyl. She is the…

  • I found

    it, there this morning: my is-ness. It was there, in the quiet so loud, it thrummed  my ears. It was there, in the  air, so thick and lush, it stuck in my throat. It was there, in the happy wiggle butss of my dogs, the satisfying crunch of my shoes on the stoned ground. It…

  • So you

    surprised me today, and in a very good  way. And I realised that this very pattern  is likely to repeat itself for as long as we both shall live. Your magic unlikely to dim, your tender heart pure. And again I stand in awe of the wonder of  you. ~Lu

  • You gave me

    your heart to love, and to protect. My constant  companion, the one I clung to above all others. You licked my tears, we walked, we ran, we snuggled, we snoozed. And I always knew that you  were the one… The chances of soulmates being slim. I felt awe and wonder in your presence, a wise,…

  • Embrace

    the beauty in  the mundane, while the everyday drudge may feel overwhelming sometimes, even often. Go within and find the power to step back, to zoom out, to be. Pattern  brings power and  what  you do  consistently makes  change. The dripping tap eventually cracks the basin. It is simply a matter  of time, of pushing…

  • A friend

    once told me a story,  folklore. Of a woman who was turned into  a donkey, because  she forgot to  wear  earrings. At first I giggled, for donkeys are cute, and who wouldn’t enjoy a life of  leisure. and then I recalled that donkeys were in fact the workhorse of the day and often mistreated. And…