OH MY GOD THE OTHER ONE’S COMING HOME TODAY !
So fucking over myself, can’t wait. Aaaand we’re seeing the little one play tonight. I’m as anxious about going out in public as I am excited to see her.
Didn’t sleep more than a couple of hours last night, absolutely dreading my appointment with my physiotherapist. Meeting with someone and talk about physicality? Being judged? Almost everyone can relate to this. So I’m bracing myself for the very high possibility of feeling stupid and weak in a couple of hours. Must remember that it’s not true and that he goes through hundreds of self-aware idiots like myself a year. He doesn’t care. I’m wasting precious energy and money thinking he has any other agenda than helping me out. Must remember this and accept help.
I’m exhausted by my head so I’ll definitely probably drink too fast tonight. I’ll try drink mindfully. Apparently there’s a difference.
Have an awesome Women’s Day. I’ll be spending it with these two remarkable women.
Photos by the beautiful Julie Pike.
Have a good day ❤️
Slay queens, slaaay! <3
HAPPY WOMEN’S DAY!!!
I’m thinking… Is there an international men’s day? I’ll look it up.
Yup, they have an International Men’s Day. It’s on Monday, November 19 this year.
Never heard of it. But good, you can get together and celebrate.., whatever! 🙂
The catalyst to change…
Dear Viktoria.
I have been moved by accounts of your life experiences, something of which I am not totally ignorant though luckily with the passage of time, I have found solace and very great relief.
I have found a little magic text which hopefully will help you and others (it is not gender specific).
If you like it, perhaps keep it by your bedside to help banish you or your partners’ nocturnal agitation.
First the Sugar.(Thank you Miss. Poppins).
Whilst on a pleasant holiday walk in Grizedale Forest (in England’s intimate ‘little Norway’; ‘The Lake District’ ), I found an antique care-worn brown coloured leather book, laying on a velvet moss hummock.
It was not water damaged despite overnight rain and no footprints were to be found in the nearby soft moss, save my own.
There was no sight or sound of anybody else in this sunny, secluded spot.
I picked up the book, examined it and opened it to discover on the first page, the title:-
A World; (one of many).
The ‘O’ (of ‘World) was illuminated blue, white, grey and green to represent this beloved and familiar planet.
As nobody was nearby and there was no other authority to consult, save The Police, who would not be interested in such lost property, I decided to take the book (eventually) home with me to study for clues of ownership (I was also very intrigued by it’s contents, I have to admit).
The book was slotted into my bedroom bookshelf and from here it was taken out frequently to be examined, read and part copied by me.
Apart from the unique text I copied and will share with you, it had other popular works of famous literary heritage (though no clue as to it’s owner; ‘Worldly’ or otherwise):-
‘Pale Blue Dot’, ‘There Was A Boy’ (The Wordsworth poem), ‘Lines Composed A Few Miles Above Tintern Abbey’ (again by Wordsworth) ‘The Peace of Wild Things’ by Wendle Berry. Various key quotes from Shakespeare and all sorts of other things including snippets of philosophy. It was a sort of literary study of ‘The Human Condition’.
There was also a section detailing all of the things we overlook as we go through our daily lives. Little miracles you could say! (Again, luckily I copied this as well and can share it).
Some six months after I found the book, my bookshelf suddenly and mysteriously had an empty space!
The book had gone without trace and I am the only one with access…..???
Perhaps it came to me because I needed it and now it has gone to another who has a more legitimate and immediate need of it.
And Now the Salve. (I will test your linguistic skills).
Restling Arms.
Whilst in my arms to the Moon we’ll fly,
To escape the fret of impending dawn.
In my arms, the storm angered seas we will sail,
To seek the calm, sheltered harbours of love.
In my arms, to the Sun dappled table we shall wend,
To everlasting welcome, dainty cream cakes and congenial tea.
In my arms, the ragged dusky mountain we will climb,
To see vivid green, and red star-shot ribbons,
Painted against the Sun bleached light of day.
In my arms, we can scurry, through times’ winding laberynth,
Rejecting hatred, saving love,
Hiding it against cold, harsh Winter days.
In my arms, I will take you to cool crystal ponds
And quiet Sun lit silvan glades,
And anoint your brow with soft tender kisses.
In Natures’ care we both shall lie,
In the near eternal night, lit by rainbow arc’d stars;
Until one shall first rise.
Into different arms you will be taken,
To be loved and swaddled once more,
Until again; you find these patiently waiting arms,
To relive unremembered, perpetual wonders.
To the end of all.
Sounds like a very clever book <3
Yes it is.
In amongst the little things that give me a buzz when I go out in the town (I try and think of a different one each time from the book when I go-there, there are quite a few) is that all of these strangers around me, the child laying in it’s pram, the old person perched on a walking stick, the pretty lady or the handsome man……they are all my cousins! (And I am theirs of course) Google it….!(Of course we are all related to everything that has ever lived in the past…trees, dinosaurs…everything; now there is a thought)!
Another fun thing is that our heads experience time differently to our feet….
That probably explains a lot with me….We all know these things but in daily life we forget them.
Oh well, off to work and a bit of wheelchair pushing!
Take care.
What a romantic way of thinking. Have a good one Peter!
Thank you Viktoria.
I sense a bit of criticism (well that is what ‘Google Translate’ indicates). That is fine.
I really do not wish to give offence to you or any of your contributors.
I am nearly old enough to be your grandfather. It really is not a case of ‘Arthur Schopenhaur’s grapes’ I assure you.
I am rather a shy person; a nervous person; and I find it easier to put my thoughts down on paper in certain ways. Some will think me silly I know and I realise that there are as many philosophies of life as there are, or ever have been people.
Such Romantic views of Nature keep me sane; indeed although we revere it, in our struggle with depression, it is the very base nature of ‘Nature’ that we have to learn to accept. That is a very tall order when it mocks the very philosophies we all believe in.
‘Nature never did betray the heart that loved her’. (Can somebody or something actually betray us when we fully understand that it will)?
As I say, I do not wish to give any offence.
Remember your depression can only ever be ‘reactive’, to your thoughts and plans. If like mine, it’s familiarity will eventually herald it’s weakness for just like the wonderful things in life we do; if we do them hour in, hour out, day in, day out, they will loose some of their power to influence us.
Increased life experience will harden you and eventually you will come to terms fully with Nature.
I do not wish to ‘preach’ to anybody. More for my own benefit, I just need to work out ‘what I most need to know’. If my thoughts help anybody else, so much the better but if they do not, I do not wish to offend.
(Check out ‘Illusions’ by Richard Bach a very short book but un-put-downable).
To better times….
o, no not sarcasm or criticism! It’s just romantic how you view the world, and how you articulate it!
Oh thank you Viktoria for letting me know that.
If you do not mind, I will keep an eye on your website as it strikes chords with me and if I do sign up to comment it will be relevant.
Thank you for your kindness, your compassion, your strength and your love.
Peter 💗
Ingen fare! Jeg ser tilbake på ting jeg har skrevet tidligere hele tiden og tenkt jeg er teit eller koko selv! Trøster meg med at det må jo ha gitt mening i øyeblikket jeg skrev det, ergo jeg må godta det som en del av meg 🙂
Skal hilse og si det! <3
Må bare godta kommentarer før de vises 🙂 Ikke tenk på det!! Håper medisinene dine funker som de skal!
its so beautiful this sisterhood…i wish the best for this 3 wonderful women, human beings!!
ååh <3
herregud da, slutt å kommenter om du ikke vil det skal ligge her ute. Med mindre det er noe utav din kontroll, så vet du vel godt at når du poster noe på internett så er det der for alltid og utav din kontroll?
How can you drink mindfully? How do you do it when it’s all over?
Enjoy each sip of wine, feel the way it tastes and feels