Busy working at my work-from-home desk. Lots to do. This year my writing is and will remain a priority, for me.
Thus the urge to come and create a little something. To reach out into the world of creativity and connect with like-minded souls. Even if it is brief.
I tend to attract chaos. Everything in excess. One can never have too many pens and colouring pencils, I say…. Books. Journals. Sticky notes. Colourful writing tools.
So I thought I would share some of the things which is currently right in front of me, with you. How much can you relate?
A bit dusty, but that’s not caused by under-utelization. This little monster swallows a huge part of my life. I’m being watched đ
Lately I often feel frustrated and “blocked”, struggling to find a comfortable rhythm when writing. So many contributing factors. But giving up is never and option.
Does my pictures (taken in my bedroom, from my work desk) say anything about Me? More books (dictionary) and my faithful, home knitted “rasta” beany. One of my little comforts. These two…. There is a story behind this story. Soon to be shared.
For now, that’s me. I will be content with my little creation. I will not question my talents and abilities. And soon, I shall return.
If for a moment You are to be still And ponder the very true essence of your innermost thoughts and feelings What would you say What would you share How honest can you be with yourself with the world
I am happy, content, grateful, truly blessed I have amazing friends I love my home and so so many other things I live a conscious life filled to the brim with intense emotions
I am spoilt with the best of human companionship I am rich with a caring, compassionate heart. My house is filled with plants, love and happiness.
Because I live and feel in extremes, I am also Damaged Exhausted Kinda broken In danger of (and very close to) total burnout (back where I was 3 years ago) In an ongoing health-whirlpool
For now, that’s all. Take care, have fun and recognize those feelings and thoughts which shapes your reality.
Net ‘n vinnige reminder – JY moet jou drome loop haal. Droom, dan doen. Drome is nie dinge wat jou kom haal nie – jĂ˝ hou die leisels van jou drome. Loop maak jou drome waar!
‘n Waternat Woensdag. Van vroegoggend al lekker bewolk en donker.
Eendag, op ‘n reĂŤndag…. perfekte geleentheid vir kleurvolle liggies by my werktafel
Die liggies het ‘n bekoring, nes die klank van die reĂŤn wat buite val. Dis amper asof mens die heelal se vibrasies duideliker aanvoel.
My week is stadig, sleepvoet. Kop en lyf is futloos en vuisvoos. Behalwe vir die pyn regdeur my lyf, soos duisende rooimiere wat werskaf voor ‘n ekstra lang hibernasie, is ek van kakebak tot hier diep onder in my onnerste boudspier geknop. ‘n Spasma van olimpiese proporsies. Die dofmoegkop bly mooi en gelukkige gedagtes opgrawe. En tog is hierdie diep-in-my-diepmoeg ‘n taai teenstander.
Donker, swaar reenwolkeWoerts, op my skoot. Hou nie van die grommende donderweer nie. Dit sous. Bietjie deurmekaar waar ek laas in my komposhouers gewerk het.
So, ten spyte van die moeg en die seer is my hart dankbaar en warm. Groot liefde vir die reĂŤn en wind. Verbeel ek my dan nou dat ‘n lekker beker tee my hartsnare gaan kielie. Laat ek loop planmaak.
It’s weekend. Happiness! Here’s a few phone pics I took this week.
Started the week of with some seriously positive energy. #cloudstories#cloudstories / #wolkstories; #lollasekiekiesThe calm before the storm – #cloudstoriesFound this rather big Sac spider in our bathroom. Apparently quite an aggressive fella. Seeing a lot of spinnies in and around the house. Sure the rains are playing a role. Indoor ‘garden’-corner – #happyplaceI love our new plant-shelvesWe are having a lot of rain. With the ground being saturated large pools of water are becoming a regular sight. Almost there…. Half-century birthday coming up soon. Some planning happening, birthday party loading. This morning Gary and me had breakfast under a very cloudy sky in a beautiful garden. Brilliant way to start a day.
Dis Dinsdagoggend. Die mislagie om my brein is dig en duk vanoggend. Maar my bewolkte brein is mos nie van opgee aanmekaar gesit nie. Selfs hierdie vaagvaak gevoelte gaan my nie briek om vandag die beste ek te wees wat ek in elke oomblik kan wees nie.
Dankie-tog vir naby maats. Die wat luister selfs as jy onsamehangend jou gedagtes van ‘n lysie aflees oor ‘n whatsapp stemboodskap. Dis die “ons-is-is-ons-is” groepie. Dieselle groepie as die pop-groepie (dis nog ‘n storie vir ‘n ander dag, hou hier dop). Die een mater stuur masjiengeweer-boodskappies. Kort en kragtig. Treffend. Die ander mater dalk eerder haelgeweer-boodskappies – diep en intens. En dan die mater met die klappers-en-vuurwerke boodskappies – mooi bedoellings maar woes deurmekaar en laaaaaank. Hierdie whatsapp groepie vat ek enige tyd saam oorlog toe.
Photo by Sebastian Palomino on Pexels.com (Langpadmaats)
Balans en prioriteite – dis ‘n daaglikse gejuggle. Daar is derduisende, ‘n enorme verskeidenheid, selfhelp, motiverings, kom-ek-wys-jou, positiewe-denke boodskappies om ons. Daagliks. Oral. Dis juis deel van die inligting-versuiping wat ons ervaar. Eintlik lĂŞ die antwoorde seker maar hier binne-in elkeen van onsself. Sif deur dit wat die wereld vir jou gee, hou wat vir jou sinmaak en laat los die res. Reken ek.
Huppelend gekrok
ons isse se is wat jubelend voortbeur
en aanhou probeer, weer probeer
van vooraf begin
ver ry en te lank bly
oortyd is verloortyd
opstaan vir dit wat reg is,
voor dit wat saakmaak weg is ...
te min tyd, teveel dinge
weegskaal van wat bly en wat gly
lewe gallop en skop tot jy - kop eerste - omdop
Harte vol trane en rowe en tog
ook hoop, lag, blydskap en drome
Vasstaan, sterkstaan,
singende aangaan.
Omgee en meeleef, ons lewens verweef
op verskeie maniere en verskillende vlakke
Dag en dinge by die horings vasvat
Die lewe se dinge by die knolle raakvat
My Is is my Is!
Jou Is is jou Is!
Opstaan! En aangaan!
Nou gaan ek koffie maak en hierdie varsnuwe dag raakvat. Mikpunte vir vandag: tuin water gee, produktief soveel werk as moontlik afhandel, musiek en hoola, gesonde aandete maak, vroeg slaap.
The last bits of Christmas has been boxed away (or eaten đ). New Years greetings are fizzleling out. New resolutions are being set and some already forgotten.
I’m currently in a full fibro flare-up and if I allow it, can easily be swallowed alive in a pool of absolute soul exhaustion. But, by now I have built up quite an arsenal of tools to get my go going.
Get my arse out of bed
Make the bed
Deep, focused breathing
Shake shake and move it move it
Coffeeeeeeeee
etc etc etc
2022 and beyond – Miracles&Magic
So I’m thinking, 2022 will be my (our) year of #miracles&magic.
Are we making today our best day yet??? Who’s with me?
LollaseGoete (Lolla's Thingz) 