I was fearless once. When my words spilled out recklessly, wild, untended - a garden let loose. Nothing else mattered but the words as they grew from my deep and flowered, majestic in their exuberance. For many sleeps my garden has been fallow... left to a seedless season until the rain started and the deepest … Continue reading Unafraid
She’s like sunshine, her tiny pigtails wrapped in yellow bows and her feet dancing an excited jig as she laid eyes on us. Running, her little face beaming, she jumps into my arms and nearly knocking me to the floor, I am surrounded by her warmth which lights up my soul. (c) 2018 Miriam E. … Continue reading She’s like Sunshine
I don't believe in small talk. To begin with, it feels staged and obligatory and not at all like how humans desire to interact with each other. I've not actually met another person who genuinely enjoys small talk. It's like we do it because we feel it's etiquette - the right thing to do. But … Continue reading I don’t believe in small talk.
I didn't understand the power that comes from respecting my own space; that being clean, tidy and organised isn't about keeping up with the Stepford Wives, but about truly loving who I (and my family, by extension) am.
When we believe someone or something has authority over us, we find ourselves saying we 'have to, we must, we should, we ought to'. We are giving this something or someone else the power over our time, energy, resources and directio
This post does not pull any punches. It's about homelessness, the reality of self and personal agendas. It is not targeted at anyone but myself and the experiences I have recently had on this topic. I realise it may not sit well with people. Please consider your responses before you comment. I appreciate you reading my … Continue reading Looking with eyes closed
Imagine a world where graffiti isn't illegal, a city where everybody could draw whatever they liked. Where every street was awash with a million colours and little phrases. Where standing at a bus stop was never boring. A city that felt like a party where everyone was invited, not just the estate agent and barons … Continue reading Banksy: Is the World Finally Listening to The Common Man?
Yesterday was 22 years since Andrew and I tied the not. I thought, back then, that I knew what love looked like. What it felt like and how to be loving. Boy, was I so naive! It was all those things but so much more than I can even now put into words.
Society says: Build your following Society promises: We'll give you the keys Society shouts: You won't get ahead without ________ Society sneers: Without popularity you will never make a difference Is any of this true? Is any of it valid? How is it that we are so easily swayed from the path of authenticity? That … Continue reading Just Do One Thing
Okay, so I am a little buzzed right now. Nothing life changing happened. I didn't have some grand epiphany either. But I have been doing something in the past couple of weeks that has been slowly but surely shifting my thinking and giving me an energy I didn't know I could have. You ready for … Continue reading Find What Makes You Tick and Let it Energise You