In the mind of a writer, thoughts and feelings are ever quite the monochrome of black and white. Instead, like a delicate dancer, they wish for their emotion to transform into a poetic performance, pirouetting from behind the curtain of the mind and plié onto the paper before them. Expressing thoughts to a writer, without … More The Waves of Worry
In my adorable new notebook gifted from a friend, I had started to plan potential blog posts for the upcoming couple months in 2021. At the top of my list was “the ways I banish those January blues”. Then, coming at no surprise, we were all dished a double dose of blues. A very stodgy, … More A double dose of the blues: January and lockdown round 3!
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Be your own best friend and not your own worst enemy. The mind can flicker between moods like the reels of an old black and white film reel.One moment your mind is filled with beautiful butterflies that spread joy throughout your body, giving you no choice but to smile from ear to ear, creating an … More Being your own best friend, not your own worst enemy.
Unapologetically you. Like clouds, we are formed and created in unique shapes, no two clouds ever being the same.Though some clouds appear similar or practically identical in ways, no two will ever share the same wispy outline.Humans can sometimes be under the illusion that they have to fit a mould. A certain mould that was … More Unapologetically You.
The question they never ask. The art of question asking is a rewarding experience when met with an answer of interest.At the root of a question, is the seed of intrigue. This can slowly grow within the mind, allowing people the time to gain their own assumptions OR it can spontaneously bloom , allowing the … More The Question They Never Ask
I sat and watched the sun watching over me. It illuminated more than I could ever see. For in that moment it all became clear. I realised my dreams were ever so near. As the clouds parted and let the light through. I could see the sky’s canvas So flawlessly blue. The power of a … More The Light: A Poem