feeling
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To feel it I had to feel it. Just like when I was on the beach today with my team, a day out in the glorious north east coast, at Whitley Bay/ Cullarcoats. Food was eaten, the sun was out, yes there was a westerly breeze. Old me would have kept his shoes on. Old…
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With the love of new companions Angels that found me and a loving self I go To The wild path. Step out onto its mysterious threshold hurting, pained, afraid The first act of love To walk the wild path Alone, but not alone. Stones reveal their shapes Masking my pain. Unable to feel, their jagged…
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‘It just feels like Joy’ Said my line manager to me early in the year, around January time, in the midst of a conversation we were having, she had ‘walked’ with me through the back end of last year. And as she said it, I smiled even bigger, and deeper. And she smiled back. Joy…
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No thanks I’d rather pretend the shit didn’t exist thank you very much I’d rather add a whole layer of other stuff on top of it I’d rather pretend that the shit was actually roses without any thorns I’d rather do avoid the shit, and run and hide away I’d rather distract from the shit…
James Ballantyne 