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Pointless Flowers
Are beautiful aren’t they….but not very useful Unless we remember the bees Sometimes flowers don’t make sense What do they give us, when survival matters No food, nor sustinence Just colour Just joy Just beauty Just the moment To watch,… Continue reading
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The Elusive Gap
Something to do, somewhere to go, something to worry about, something now, something then, something tomorrow, something near, something far away, something someone else said, did, or didn’t do, something, there’s always something Something to feel guilty about, something to… Continue reading
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Crossing the Road in the USA; A New script
‘You’re ok..if you work hard’ ‘You can relax – after all the jobs are done’ ‘Boys dont cry’ Realising the scripts that have shaped me Continue reading
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Surviving Psychopathic Parenting (Part 30) What 9 year old me had to Become
So, I didn’t commit suicide aged 9. But everything was pretty dark. I survived to tell the tale. To tell my story To be my story. What did I do? Age 9, in those dark moments? At the time, I… Continue reading
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Surviving Psychopathic Parenting (Part 29) Actually I nearly didn’t.
How I wanted to Escape it all, Aged 9 Continue reading
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Surviving Psychopathic Parenting (Part 28) After you’ve closed the door … let the Guilting begin.
Surviving the end of an abusive relationship – means recognising and ignoring the guilting : Continue reading
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Surviving Psychopathic Parenting (part 27) Without making a Noise
I walked on tip toes for a good few years after learning to walk – I must have known the importance of having to stay quiet When I was told of for sneezing at the dinner table, I learned to… Continue reading
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Wounds like Eyes
If the process of healing is like an onion One layer of tears at a timeOne more step towards the core Then wounds are like eyes They hurt when stung They are the raw, vulnerable awakening Of pain needing more… Continue reading
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From Numbing to Noticing my Feelings
From numbing to noticing my feelings: Continue reading
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I had to make it happen – myself
I love when I read something and because im in a different time and place, it means something different to me, I see something different in the words and meaning that I didn’t before. When I studied hermeneutics as part… Continue reading
James Ballantyne
The Universe conspires to help the dreamer
Paulo Coelho
Life is a Journey paved with Love
James Ballantyne 