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Wordle: Still Life

The feeling of fullness from the fabulous feast has finally started to fade
No longer thinner due to binge eating (no sin) that I can’t deny
But my days of being a slick spy’s sidekick evaporated long before
Dreams dissipated
Staccato
Silently
Serenely
Like watching a sprinkling of snowflakes melt away to water
Forlornly but no more
The final whistle, though, hasn’t blown
There’s still life
There’s still dreams
And there’s still many a feast to be had


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New Year Mark II

January 4th 2018.

New Year’s Day.

Yes. I’m starting again.

Yesterday, I found myself slipping back into my old ways, the ways I want rid of… the ways I want improvement in. I’ve written off yesterday. It didn’t happen. Monday and Tuesday were fine, so they can stay, but my New Year begins again today.

I channelled my Inner Mrs Blotts yesterday and gave myself a Stern telling off. Not just a stern one… no – a Stern one. I was very stern.

(Mrs Blotts, by the way, was my Technical Drawing ‘teacher’ at school. She was one of the teachers who bullied me back then and left a lasting impression on me… only not the type a teacher should really leave. To put it mildly, she was hideous.)

(Mrs Blotts may have warmed to me by the time I’d left school, my Inner Conciliatory Adviser is whispering to me, but I could also just be imagining that to smooth things over. Mrs Blotts made me create the same design two times over after I’d been allocated to her class for a second time, although she marked me with an A+ the first time I did it. A waste of time the second round of ‘lessons’ were. I knew it. And so did Mrs Blotts. When I questioned why I’d been allocated the same course again, she merely snarled ‘Get.On.With.It’. So I did. Without listening. There are only so many ways you can draw a V over a W.)

After I let myself down yesterday, I took myself to one side, and in my finest Mrs Blotts’ voice I said, “You.Idiot.Start.Again.” Whilst pointedly pointing an imaginary finger at myself in an over exaggerated fashion. I was livid. Three days into the new year, and I was living as I had before. This is a new paradigm. A new way of thinking. Time for change and all that – but with me it was business as usual with the same old same ol’.

“No.Internet.For.You.” I/she(it) scolded. “That.Means.No.Blogging.”

(I know how to punish myself, I do.)

“OK” I thought, “I’ll just blog about it the next day. It doesn’t matter.”

Forgive and forget, they say.

I’ve forgiven myself for yesterday now, and everything is rosy and back to normal. New starts do that. Blank canvases do that also. I haven’t forgiven Mrs Blotts, however. No way. Bullies have no place in society and need reminding every now and then just how their actions can have a lasting affect on those who they targeted. Even if the bully ‘turns over a new leaf’. Even if the bully befriends their victim, and they eventually become the best of friends, they were cruel in their actions at the time and that needs to remain on their consciences. I don’t care how they feel about that. They did it. Live.With.It.

Ah.

New Years.

Blank Canvases.

Hehehe.

That brings me to my point of this rather pointless whiney post. I have a blank canvas.

Well… it’s blank for now. That can only mean one thing – yes! I’m feeling that ol’ paintin’ pull. I shall be focussing all of those negative memories from yesteryear and painting them out once and for all. I’m going to create some abstract pieces. Negativity morphed into powerful and positive images that probably won’t make much sense (pretty much like the majority of my blog posts, thinking about it!) but a way to release those bottled up feelings and move on.

It’s time to leave some of the past behind… although that might mean I may have to channel a few more of those bozos through my blog posts to get things started.

Ah well. I’ll keep things positive. It’s the best way to be.

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

Let’s Feel Good during 2018.

This is my blank canvas… it’s only small but EXTREMELY powerful…


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Happy 2018

It’s time for a change.

It’s always time for a change, and there’s no better time for change than the present.

It doesn’t matter that it happens to be New Year’s Day, although that sometimes helps… out with the old and in with the new, and all that. It’s also a Full Moon tonight, funnily enough. That also helps with change, and the fact that it is the first of two Full Moons this month gives it more meaning. And the fact that the second Full Moon this month is the first of two Blue Moons in the beginning three months of this year adds even more power.

How does the saying go? Once in a Blue Moon.

The power for change is there. It always is. And it is there for the taking.

During my little break away, I came within a hair’s breadth of publishing my book. So close in fact the first dab of ink almost touched the first page.

Back in the 1980s, I read a book by Susan Jeffers called Feel The Fear And Do It Anyway. I’ve always held myself back in one way or another, and this book, at certain times,  sprung to mind on the occasions when I needed a gentle push, and I went for it. It did help, on the occasions I went for it.

With my book, I was ready to click ‘Submit’ to begin the publishing process. And I froze.

My real name would become known. I thought.

Tax. I don’t understand tax. I pondered. Arrghhh!… International Tax – how do I cope with that? I feared.

I feared.

I hit ‘Delete’. I donned a blackout mask whilst swiftly flicking off the light switch and dove beneath my duvet in the now darkened room, where I lay, quivering, for the next hour or so.

And then I thought I can learn about tax and how it works. I still have the book, I only deleted the file that was being submitted for publication, so I can improve that whilst I’m learning. I can write another book. A better book.

I can carry on as before, but better, more knowledgeable and ready.

I can become a better version of me.

A better writer.

A better artist.

A better person.

I can go for it. I know it. I can feel the fear and do it.

And by Jiminy I will.

This is my half-century year.

A year with two Blue Moons, with the second Blue Moon being in the month that I turn 50. (For those who know me, I will remain 24 – change doesn’t need to happen that fast, you know!)

A magical time.

So, let the magic begin!

HAPPY 2018!


 

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Letters to the Universe: Saturday Edition

Dear Six Word Saturday,
I must apologise for going well over the six words this week. Time has, unfortunately, had me elsewhere so I’m having to combine a couple of posts plus I’m still running late. So, for one week only (hopefully) Letters to the Universe is appearing on Saturday, in the Six Word Saturday slot. It gets very confusing.

Dear Blogland,
You may or may not have noticed that I haven’t posted for a couple of days. If you had, you’ve done much better than moi, as I’d ran out of scheduled posts due to time wrapping itself around me, and warping me into a completely unrecognisable state. It’s terrible when that happens. Still, I’m here now, with a rushed hybrid post.

Dear Blogland,
I refer you to my previous letter, with regards to visiting. I will be back on track soon. I promise. I hope.

Dear The Word Rawky,
You seem to be getting more of a name for yourself of late, with all the foggy, cold and damp weather we’ve been experiencing lately. It’s a pity that you aren’t heard in use very often… unless you are and I just haven’t heard you. Mind you, with me not watching the news, I also don’t get to see the weather forecasts either, so that is very possible.

Dear Juke,
Very nice to meet you, and I think you will fill a cat-shaped hole very nicely.

Dear Time,
Could you please please please slow down just a little bit? No sooner do I start something then I have to move onto something else. I know it’s good to keep busy, but this is just a tad ridiculous! Could you, I don’t know, add an extra hour here and there… or an extra day in the middle of Saturday and Sunday? Yes. The extra day there would be lovely, thank you.

Dear People Who Have Got Their Christmas Decorations Up Already,
Do you not think time is racing away as it is, without you starting Christmas in November? I know I add a few Christmassy bits and bobs on the First of December, but that is STILL in December. For now, though, you look very nice, even though you are early… and hopefully, you will remain that way by Christmas.

Dear Venus And Jupiter,
I’m sorry I have missed you this year. As usual, I have been looking the other way, and apparently you have been rising together, providing a spectacular sight in the morning sky. I must do more to be able to see you.

Dear Letters To The Universe,
I will do my very best to make sure you are posted on Friday next week.

And Finally, Dear Mornings,
As well as missing Venus and Jupiter, I also seem to be missing my first alarm of late. As I need to be up by 5:15 , hearing that first alarm is crucial. And with time behaving as it is, I can’t have another morning like the other day when I woke at 6:55. Luckily, I wasn’t late, but it was the rushiest rush ever! And yes, I know rushiest isn’t a word, but it should be!

Thank you for reading,

P.S. I mentioned Juke the Cat earlier, so thought I’d end this post with a little photo of him…

…well, he is just so deliciously cute I simply had to share!