Sweet Time

Baby Amie We rush through timeAs if we have to keep goingKeep doingMove forward To where?In doing soWe rush past our livesMissing the tiny momentsForgetting to store The precious memoriesWondering how we got old so fastWe were not paying attentionTime flies when we’re having funAnd the memories stayThe bad memories sometimes more soUnless we slowContinueContinue reading “Sweet Time”

Trust Myself/Fight for Me

Write about a time when you didn’t take action but wish you had. What would you do differently? I got into a good place with my ex. We both realised that the marriage was broken, we were good friends, he couldn’t affect me anymore. He went into one of his moods, I ignored him. DuringContinueContinue reading “Trust Myself/Fight for Me”

Let’s Talk Gender

Spiritual gender is quite different to physical gender. A soul is by gender but will probably have tried every gender during its existence, and as such is all genders. Capable of expressing all feelings and emotions. If you really watch people carefully you will see that everyone expresses strong emotions, just in different ways. TraditionalContinueContinue reading “Let’s Talk Gender”

What’s Unwinding?

How do you unwind after a demanding day? There’s a saying in the UK “You’re wound up like a clock spring”. That describes me. I was born into tension and I’ve always been quite a stiff mover. My muscles rarely relax. I think I was born braced to try to run away from human stupidityContinueContinue reading “What’s Unwinding?”

Okaaay

My Spirit Guide often raises my eyebrows up to my hairline with pronouncements that make sense in a way that makes no logical sense to me yet the always feels right. Obvious. Why didn’t I think of that? Today’s was a good one! Super Consciousness In order for humanity to survive we must raise ourContinueContinue reading “Okaaay”

As Little as Possible

How do you use social media? For a number of reasons I’ve lived an incredibly lonely life. Firstly my maternal family couldn’t treat each other decently if they tried. Dad didn’t have much of a family and mum didn’t like seeing them because they were posh. Rubbish, they were lovely. There came a time IContinueContinue reading “As Little as Possible”