I rub my head when I’m sad or frightened Or feel alone I gently stroke the hairline back towards my crown Like my mum did
I’m 69 now and I still miss my mum Because no one else ever did that for me Ever No one does that now Not EVER
She’s left a hole only a mother can fill “You were part of me And I love you” Oh mum!
I did it for my brother when he was sick I sound just like her So I used her childhood nickname for him And I gently rubbed his hair He calmed down for her as he always did It was an honour
I’m glad I was there And I could do it His wife did it too it was beautiful to watch The pure love so simply given that we all miss so much
Never forget the person who stroked your hair and made the whole world right
I'm a writer, public speaker, medium, and spiritual thinker. I suffered from acute anxiety from the age of 16 until I was well into my 50s, when I finally found methods that helped me to put it behind me. My struggles led to me exploring life through poetry, then plays, and over a 15 year period I made notes for a self help book which I published in 2015. Details on the book page. Although I am a psychic medium and loved the work, it didn’t feel right for me. It was an utter privilege, but my path was the exploration of what it means to be spirit in the real world and how we can make practical use of those abilities. Nowadays I write, blog, and teach soul-centred living, which is a gentle way of undoing past programming and connecting to your essential self, or soul. If you’re interested email me and we can chat. No pressure, it’s right for you or it’s not and you will know. The groups meet on line so no going out on cold, wet, winter’s evenings. On a personal note, I’m based in the UK. Married with five cats, no children, and four grandchildren, thanks to our inherited daughter, who has gifted us four beautiful little people that bring us such joy. Hope you enjoy the blogs. Deb xx
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