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The dust dance #amwriting
I usually post on Saturday 7:45am. When I miss this deadline, like this weekend, I either do not post or I post at the same time on Sunday or Monday. Today I will do it at 7:45pm 🙂  I want … Continue reading
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Art therapy – Could you? by Mayakovsky #poem #happiness
Vladimir Mayakovsky is a Russian poet who lived and created at the dawn of the 20th century. Since my introduction to his art in school, I’ve loved it dearly – there is music to his unusual rhyme and composition, there … Continue reading
Advice I would give my 20 year old self #happiness
On Quora there are plenty of Q&A along the lines of ‘looking back, what would you advise your 20 year old?’ Â I think I finally have the answer and it’s not ‘eat less sugar and floss daily’ (though this advice … Continue reading
For those who loved and lost… ‘Anything worth doing is worth doing badly’
Susan Cain is a bestselling author and co-founder of Quiet Revolution. I mentioned her before on the blog as a person who is making introversion ‘normal’. In one of her recent posts she shared Jack Gilbert’s poem below ‘for those … Continue reading
Art Saturday – Spanish still life #amwriting
I am making more time to write and it’s amazing. I wanted to share my new poem today. At the moment I am inspired by Frank O’Hara. Hope you make time for creativity, positive experiences and people you love this … Continue reading
Rescued by spring
Thank you, my dear spring, For dropping by so early Or even just on time. For joy and hope you bring, For sunshine and for smiles. For filling me with light. For saving me from cold Those dark and empty … Continue reading
Love crushes, obsessions, poetry… Love addiction and what pain-body has to do with it (Part 1)
Romantic love is an unachievable fantasy — Dalai Lama  Love. What a tricky, elusive, individual thing. We all know what it should or might be, we never really know if it is what we’ve got. When I was young, … Continue reading
