creative writing, Gratitude, Poetry, Politics, Truth and Perspective

The Destiny of Intolerance

I am unsettled today. Disturbed even. The level of intolerance is growing and I find myself asking the question, a common one in what was my HR profession for anyone raising a grievance, what outcome are people looking for? I read a piece on Substack this morning. An article by the journalist Ian Dunt who… Continue reading The Destiny of Intolerance

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creative writing, Hope, M.E, Planning, Truth and Perspective

Ten Years in Time

Ten years ago today I started a blog. I had decided now was the time to follow my long held dream of opening my own crystal shop. As part of that plan I aimed to write and publish a blog post every day for a year about why I wanted to and how I was… Continue reading Ten Years in Time

creative writing, M.E, social media, Truth and Perspective

Collateral damaged

Warning: This post contains my thoughts on vaccine harm following the covid-19 vaccine. It is neither anti nor pro. I remain committed to the protection of public health through social distancing, mask-wearing and immunisation, and I would have a further dose of a vaccine myself if one was provided which does not lead to the… Continue reading Collateral damaged

creative writing, Gratitude, Meditation, mental health, Poetry, Self-care, Truth and Perspective

The Bird gets the Worm

I could be content, if, I allowed myself to be. I could not write lists or set life goals, if I was happy, just Sitting under a big old oak tree. * I could watch the blackbird, (or is it a thrush?) as she Waits, fluffed feathers dripping, watching for the worms to hear that… Continue reading The Bird gets the Worm

creative writing, Poetry, Politics, social media, storytelling, Truth and Perspective

The Search for Truth (Poem)

The search for Truth We set out together to find it: I, scaled the hill and slid down the mountain; You, soared over the lake and  stalked through the trees. * “I found it!” We both said, Grasping at the shimmering stone  that had clung to the earth,  wiping it clean with a sleeve. *… Continue reading The Search for Truth (Poem)