Category: Relationships
It’s on a need to know basis
A POEM
I spent a lot of my life trying to explain my actions
However everything magnetizes to me like I’m an attraction
Everything’s always been quite extreme
Carrying, varying bags so full they burst at the seems
Once I’ve learned it I grow stagnant….
I want it all won’t settle for a fragment
I’m such an extrovert
I want to share every new thing I learn with every person I meet….
Yet I’m also such an introvert I need to retreat
I’ve always had an appetite for life
and I need to eat
My feet need to meet with the beat of the street
You cannot learn to the level I seek by remaining still and accepting meek
allowing time to slip by…
second by second
week by week…
I went to write the caption to this post and the above pondering poem came out so I will just leave it right there. Followed with this flow of thought below…
Continue readingCreate the mess
I woke up one morning in June with an inner knowing I had to take a pottery class. To fully embrace and to help me to understand the lessons of the Creator and the creation. This is something I’ve been researching for a book and program I’m putting together.
When you sit at the potters wheel you need to take great care. You need to give much attention to detail. Just the right amount of water. Keep the wheel spinning at just the right pace. Taking care with the pressure as just the slightest move can make the pot unbalanced and have it tumble over.
Continue readingMake big moves
I spent almost a month in England, twice, with Leon prior to his big move to Canada in October 2019, I’m keen to return to the castles, churches, history and my families home land. I’m first generation born Canadian.
I’ve always been obsessed with castles and architecture ….Arundel Castle (in the first photo) is one of my all time favourites… the rose garden smelled like heavenly bliss. 🌸🌸
I’ve been to London, Manchester, Stone Henge, York and the Yorkshire Dales (we took a ride on the old steam train 🚂), visited Whitby the birth place and inspiration behind Bram Stokers Dracula and Bath.
The last time we were in England we were packing things up, getting affairs settled, settling tenants, saying good bye to family etc. on top of country hopping through Europe to squeeze in a last road trip while Leon had his car.
I remember at the time all of the feelings I had of trepidation and pressure with the move. THIS was a BIG move. If we had difficulties with our relationship etc there was no where for Leon to go if I needed to establish boundaries for me and the kiddos. (blending a family is hard even under the most convenient circumstances) Leon was giving up everything (yet also gaining everything 🥰).
Continue readingIt’s not always so easy to forget
I never ever thought there would come a time that I would get over my ex let alone find someone who could be as kind, romantic, playful and gentle. I felt like no one could ever ‘fill his shoes’ the bar had been set pretty high… and it wouldn’t even be fair to anyone to attempt a relationship. The few times I tried I ended things quickly just feeling discouraged. I considered myself lucky to had even had the opportunity to have a love like I had with my ex.
I felt these things and this way because I wasn’t yet fully healed.
Continue readingWant to see a major shift in your life? Try replacing “I’m sorry” with “Thank you”.
I don’t know if it’s an over all Canadian thing….being from the land of bumping into car doors and apologizing… lol but some how I became that “I’m sorry” person. It came as a surprise to me as most of my younger life you’d be hard pressed to hear me apologize for anything. But eventually I chose to learn about both accountability and forgiveness. But here’s the thing, sometimes we can end up swaying too far and become over accountable.
But too much apologizing also leads to a negative mindset of self…a self blame mentality…and even a hyper focus on self.
Continue readingI sold everything and moved to Mexico to slow travel as a digital nomad. Life update
Well I think you’ll need to grab a drink, get comfy and settle in, it’s been a long time since I’ve updated on my life and status on this blog! There is so much to share about my personal journey and the changes that have gone on over the past few years.
From heart break and the break down of my marriage to the journey of finding freedom and personal independence being single, traveling Europe on a solo trip to then meeting the love of my life a fellow poet from the other side of the globe (England) and a whirlwind romance spanning many countries….from our first, month long date starting in Sydney, Australia with a Royal Caribbean cruise ending with us in England and spanning 6 countries. We got engaged at Aphrodites Rock in Cyprus four months after we started talking and celebrated it in Paris, France. It’s been so magical and rather apt for two poets I’d say.
However I’m not going to get into all of that just yet…but I wanted to share part of what’s been going on in my life to demonstarate the huge role that travel and FINALLY being able to explore the culture and history on this vast planet has made on me and my life.
Continue readingCohesion
Oh the great debate…
I love getting inspired by blog posts.
I happened upon this post today What’s good for the Soul do that and as I started to comment I realized that maybe I should start a discussion and create a post rather than take up a page worth of his comment section! The post is about racism, understanding, cultural differences and acceptance. Below is what I hoped to post in his comment section in response to his post.
There is beauty in all things even in the people that appear to have no beauty. Even in those who exude hatred. There is a beauty with in them that is very hard to see and understand. It is complicated and requires much time to untangle the actions and moments of their experience in life. Ignorance is such a complicated issue. Society, culture, family, history and experience combine to create belief systems and thought patterns that many people are unaware they even possess. Continue reading
Denim
Hand in hand
I walk and wait
My state
Of mind
Blank
Drowning (in my own fears)
Frowning (the lost years)
The birth
Of new life
Crowning
Rooms away
Reminders of a different day
Full of cries of life
Not anguish and strife
Tears pooling my eyes
I dare not blink
I want the tears to dry
For I fear if I cry
Let a single tear drop
My heart may just stop
Along with yours
Writings of a Mrs 