My immediate consciousness upon waking was the brightness of the light and the exquisiteness of the song, just seconds before it cut – mid-lyric – to silence. I, capturer of lyrics and memories, could recall only the outline of the voice. ‘Who was that?’ I asked, not quite sure I was awake, yet aware of … More Sleep-drenched
Wow, what can I say, it’s GREAT to be back in Blog-land! My inbox was cluttered today with likes, new followers and comments, and I realised that I had once again focused purely on my internal process of writing therapy, and had forgotten the buzz that comes along with a new post. Thank you to … More The Benefits of Blogging
I am fascinated by my ever-changing relationship with death. It is not something that greatly influenced my life prior to my mother’s death nearly ten months ago, but it has been evolving into a more ingrained aspect of my consciousness, and quite simply an increasingly solid concept. I know now, in a way I never … More Thoughts from a funeral
This evening was my second consecutive night of edgy, bored dissatisfaction. My brain has started to repair itself, and my thoughts and energy are beginning to flow again, but my body remains damaged and weak, and I am starting to chafe against its restrictions. Unable to return to my usual routines, but no longer in … More a lesson is seldom learnt only once
‘Life is hard’ – a basic premise, proven over and over again, yet somehow my heart holds on for an easier year, an easier day; a life that will miraculously contain less pain. It nevertheless begins to seem to me that pain does not fade with time: it accumulates. I broke down this morning in … More More tears; ever more…
I wrote this poem in September 1996, when I was 14. I stumbled across it tonight, and it suddenly seemed an excellent expression of some of my emotions. *** I wonder where in the deep dark depths That some may call my mind That quiet place In a turbulent race To be, achieve, survive… The … More When all other expression fails, turn to poetry!
I have been thinking and talking a lot recently about identity and creativity. In part of an email to a friend, Onke, last week, I wrote “I wonder if we all struggle to some degree to acknowledge or recognise our ‘true self’? It is such a flexible and constantly changing thing, responding to our environment … More Multiplicity