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Silent Stories have guards. The ones that cannot be told. Wrap themselves Hide themselves Find a dark place And without permission Without choice Build their fortress. Build their army. Hidden to protect. Hidden to fester. Hidden to haunt. The story doesn’t go away. It lies there, day after cruel day. In its own great devouring. …
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Over on Substack, I have been writing a series on how I have learned to love myself over the last 6-7 years, please do subscribe to me there, as it is where I do most of my writing. The most recent one, part 7, I published is about how I noticed that a separation was…
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Hello darkness, my old friend. I wrote in the first line of my journal this morning, as if I was channelling the ghost of Simon and Garfunkel and trying desperately not to rewrite the song as the outpouring of what I was feeling. I wanted a unique feeling. Not some old crooners giving it some…
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Because in this moment There is nothing to fear Just you And what is. The water, the stones, the reflection That, is , what, is here If you are here. Truly really here Notice the stillness And do not be afraid Of the moment it creates Do not be concerned About the next thing, or…
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In amongst the usual stuff I write about, I thought I would share over the next few weeks, as a review of the year, 4 of the stories, readings, poems, that struck me in the course of this year, as a little gift for you. I have read Paulo Coelhos books for well over 5…
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Something happened to you Something happened to you..that wasnt your fault Something happened to you…that wasnt your fault….and you had to do something as a result that you cannot talk about. Something happened to you..that wasnt your fault…and you coped in life with self soothing strategies…that you cannot talk about either. Something happened to you….that…
James Ballantyne 