Showing posts with label Suffering. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Suffering. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 3, 2021

It's Not All Beer and Skittles


Last night I threw my legs up on the couch, spent. Dancing, wine, singing half known lyrics loudly, with gusto – perhaps too much gusto. Pouring out everything, everything that had come before. Sweating and then wandering out into the darkness and the sharp night air to marvel at the stars and the full, full moon returning then, again for more.

Thursday, May 5, 2016

Space


Did you know that roughly 60% of the human body is water?

Obviously this depends on many things mainly pertaining to lean tissue versus fatty tissue since fat contains less water. So things like fitness, weight, age and gender can all effect the percentage of water making up your body.  But roughly speaking we are all around 60% water.

Friday, January 1, 2016

{Happy} New Year


It's the first morning of 2016.

2015 has been a bit of a weird one for me.  I won't say it was a disaster.  Not completely catastrophic.

Because I like to keep things in perspective.

Sunday, November 23, 2014

Could You Ever Eat A Turtle?


Sometimes it's hard to admit the weird shit that goes on in my brain.  But here goes. Stay with me, 'kay?

Sunday, November 9, 2014

Balancing Act


So there is definitely a link between my computer and social media use and my swirly out-of balance-ness.  



Sunday, August 24, 2014

Backwards {10 Inspiring Organisations Doing Great Things}


Sometimes I think we are living backwards.  Chasing after all the wrong things.


Sometimes I feel overwhelmed by everything I hear on the news.


Mostly I feel helpless to do anything about anything.  And that's a really crap feeling.



Sunday, August 10, 2014

Seeking Balance




I have been feeling so out of balance lately.  Swirly.  Not in a good boysenberry ripple choc top at the movies kind of way.  More in a can't find clear space in my mind or in my life kind or way.  


Sunday, July 20, 2014

My Happiness



In the aftermath of Nick Kyrgios winning his fourth round match at Wimbledon all eyes were on the teenager.  He carries the sporting hopes of the nation now, and I love the fact that he's as much the medias darling for appearing "normal" as actually winning.  But while all the hype and hyberbole was being heaped on him something else was happening. A champion had lost, in an upset, to a newcomer.  



Sunday, June 1, 2014

Worry Worry Smile


There are a lot of worried looking people around.  Don't you think?  So many frowns and furrowed brows I see as I go about my day.  I'm not judging.  There's a pretty healthy crinkle in my forehead too.  But sometimes I just wonder, what are we so worried about?



Sunday, May 18, 2014

Little Things


Every now and then I notice that the little things in life become bigger than they need to.


The last week and a half has been one of these weeks.  I don't know why this is.  Why all of a sudden do I feel overwhelmed and on edge?  Nothing major has changed and yet small things become a tipping point.  Frustration is at the ready.



Sunday, April 20, 2014

Nine and a Half Hours




Nine and a half hours.  That's how much freedom I got.  Freedom from the voice inside my head telling me I couldn't, I shouldn't, I won't.



Sunday, March 30, 2014

Perfection




Many, many years ago a very good friend of mine asked me if I thought I was a perfectionist.


I think she was doing some therapy sessions of her own at the time and the topic had come up.  I know she was reading The Road Less Travelled by M. Scott Peck.  I remember because she gave me a copy.



Sunday, March 23, 2014

Mindgames


Today I went running.


It's been awhile.  We've had a few things going on at home.  Which made it really easy for me not to prioritise something that is really important and good for me and instead stay home and drink wine.



Sunday, March 16, 2014

Grace




I remember going to this corporate event once.


Some girl talked herself in - she wasn't supposed to be there enjoying the open bar and catered food.  But there she stood, having sweet talked the host into letting her in.



Sunday, January 26, 2014

Embracing Regret




I have two tattoos.


Even writing that sentence fills me with a sort of cringey embarrassment.



Sunday, January 19, 2014

Locking Horns


This week I had a fight with someone.  Not an angry fight, but an emotional one.  

It's been a while and it reminded me how much I hate it.  



Sunday, November 17, 2013

My Luxurious Complaints


So my daughter is earning pocket money now.  She's five, starting school next year so I thought it was time.  Time for her to learn about money, it's worth and the effort it takes to earn it.  Also the pleasure in working hard and saving for something you want and buying it with your own money.



Sunday, September 29, 2013

Practicing Gratitude


Sometimes gratitude does not come easily.  There's a lot to be grateful for and yet sometimes the complaints come way more readliy.


Sometimes it's an effort to shake off the negative perspective and seek out the positive.


And sometimes that effort seems mammoth.



Sunday, August 11, 2013

Memory Bank





So I've just had a lovely dinner with some beautiful girlfriends.  Great and genuine women all.  Good food, good wine and good conversation - what's not to like, right?


Sunday, March 3, 2013

Blue Skies




Life is suffering.


And sometimes it feels like there's a lot to complain about.  


And it's wonderful how much support there is out there now if you're going through a rough patch.  


With parenting especially.  There's no shortage of places to vent.