*Why does this photo make me laugh so much? I’m wrong for this. Is it just me or does she look like the lead in ‘Voldemort’s half-sister’ or something (ok never mind)? đ Ahem, guilt shouldnât rid us of the pleasure of taking a break, relaxing shouldnât be deemed a âsinâ. Nor a ârewardâ forContinue reading “Why Does Relaxing Feel Like A Sin?“
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Why Are my Dreams Getting Stranger??
Last night I dreamt that I was waterskiing off of the fin of a Great White shark….I haven’t watched ‘Jaws’ in years so where did that one come from? Dreams – so vivid in the moment yet escape from our minds more often than not within the blink of an eye. Messages from our subconsciousContinue reading “Why Are my Dreams Getting Stranger??”
Why Is Life So Hard (Sometimes)?
âLife is really simple, but we insist on making it complicated.â– Confucious I think we can convince ourselves at times that the word ‘simple’ is synonymous with ‘boring’. And no-one wants a boring life, right? So what do we do, we fill our day with numerous ‘tasks’, be it in the physical sense or simplyContinue reading “Why Is Life So Hard (Sometimes)?”
You Are Unique, No?
Something which has fascinated me for quite some time is this shared feeling many of us have, a feeling of internal friction. A part of us is pulled towards wanting to feel unique and feel like an individual, while the other pushes us to want to fit in and conform. And so both forces, (asContinue reading “You Are Unique, No?”
Poem: Present/Future
We only have the present. Regardless of what we want in our futures, It is the ânowâ which takes all of the credit. Living in the moment, An experience unknown to many. We disown it in exchange for a chance to oneday own a moment, Which is nothing more than merely a âmaybeâ.Continue reading “Poem: Present/Future”
Are We Truly Selfish Or Kind?
Altruism – “Having or showing an unselfish concern for the welfare of others.” Do you think you’re a nice person? And by this, self-validation in the form of saying “thank you” to the cashier and “hello” to your neighbor I’m afraid doesn’t quite cut it. This question springs to my mind in light of aContinue reading “Are We Truly Selfish Or Kind?”
Poetry: Change
A leopard can change its spots. But cheetahs never do. Changing your mind is one thing. But changing your heart, is about as easy as making a mountain move. 2020 A new year, a new you. This year will be different. A false promise? Or does here lie the truth? Do you needContinue reading “Poetry: Change”
Poem: Stress
Stress. The subtle strangler. It manifests itself in many ways. A fabrication of the mind. Sending cortisol coursing through our veins. Life – so full of precious pressures. So petty, so small, minute. ‘A busy life is a happy one.’ A lie disguised as truth.
Rejection – Donât Fear It (Too Much)
“Rejection” A word soaked in stigma, in negative connotations, but do we have to be so damning to a term which in some respects, paradoxically takes ownership for so many of our successes? It’s a stinging word, bringing with it an overcast of self-doubt and worthlessness. As Steve Harvey said – “success isContinue reading “Rejection – Donât Fear It (Too Much)”
Question Time
Although some may argue that my elevator doesnât quite reach the top floor, I do have my sporadic occasional moments of wishful thinking I’ll have you know. And in those moments of synaptic wildfire, curiosities and peculiarities roam the plains of my mind like migrating wildlife of the African Savannah. Just some of the questionsContinue reading “Question Time”
Poetry: Success
The sweet scent of success, If only it lingered just that little bit longer. If only it tasted just that little bit stronger. Is success a waiting game, Or a game of chase? Should I give it my all, Or should I accept my fate? Success. The word on the tips of allContinue reading “Poetry: Success”
Mood Swings
I now totally get where the saying âyouâve got up on the wrong side of bed this morningâ comes from, by doing just that this morning. Waking up today made me feel like climbing up Mt Everest wouldâve been easier. No sooner had I stood up that I had realised both of my hamstrings wereContinue reading “Mood Swings”
The Neon Squid 