Hello WP People,
I’m sorry that this is two ME posts in a row rather than at least a rhyming couplet however, time is running out.
The 25th of March is the submission deadline and I want all my friends, family and colleagues who’ve watched me “disappear” over the last year or two to sign this petition.
Please, help me to help those of us who may be so negatively impacted by Myalgic Encephalomyelitis that they are bed-bound, unable to muster the energy to use a computer. If every one of my followers signed this petition, there would be close to 10,000 voices demanding the end of abusive PACE & GET “therapies”. I do not expect to see a cure in my lifetime but I remain optimistic that there can be medically-sound treatments.
Thank you for helping me have a voice.
04 March 2018
Petition To End Abusive Enforced PACE And To Find A Legitimate Treatment For ME
I am alive and thriving; busy and happy.
Gypsy and I are the best of friends now and she makes me smile everyday.
My pen is still as I focus on the other “artsy” things that I do and all that other boring stuff; working, house maintenance, family stuff, my daughter’s wedding…
I hope this message finds all of you happy, healthy and filling bandwidth with beautiful words and thoughts.
Cheers All! ❤
12 May 2017
As if words might be too little for everything that this is and everything that you are. Easier to keep it all inside, cherished and nurtured. What it is though, this thing we are making, this phoenix rising, my head wants to give words to everything that’s in my heart and mending my soul. I sit with pen poised and lose myself in the thoughts. Thinking, thinking… kisses, such sweet kisses… like Aurora, I’m awakened, and the kiss is the first, of course it was the first, and also the now and my thoughts are spinning away. Pen forgotten, swept up in memories; I marvel at this, at how Life can in a heartbeat, give you back every cherished thing you thought wasn’t to be, couldn’t be… Puppy love, broken hearts, soul mates, lessons that needed learning, lessons yet to be learned. My self cracks open and the words all spill out, written on to your skin these cursive kisses and copperplate caresses… whispered in your ears and finally exhausted because there will never be enough to make up for those unspoken in that space in between.
Those words left over are limitless “I love you’s” and the rhyme is always your name and if I never wrote anything again except for these… I would be content with this body of work.
26 January 2017
The Girl on the Train by Paula Hawkins
My rating: 5 of 5 stars
Excellent psychological suspense. Started off slowly – in a good way – culminated in a wild ride for the last third of the story. I could not put it down. I don’t know if this has been advertised as a book about Narcissist Predatory Disorder of the malignant variety but it is. I started picking up on some early clues and arrived at the end shaken but entertained and thinking this should be required reading for anyone who doesn’t know about or can’t believe just how insidious this behaviour can be. Can’t say more without spoilers. If you’ve been in the protagonist’s shoes – read it. If you don’t think NPD is a serious form of abuse – read it. If you like great a great scary book – read it. This book deserves all the kudos that it’s been receiving.
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I’m doing far more reading than writing now, making up for time stolen during “the lost years”. When I remember to, I’ll share from Goodreads. My taste for reading material is as eclectic as my choice of subject matter for writing; fair warning.
“Awareness is your key to freedom” ~ Jen Sincero
Yeah, yeah… for someone who’s on sabbatical, I post a lot. Hence, a new category for my lightning strikes here on Eclectic Poet and Eclectic Unconfined. Pointe Shoes Punk Rock And Purl is alive and well.
I am aware that a full inbox, now topping 700, gives my Anxiety the emotional equivalent of hives. I am now also aware that not looking at it is the equivalent of an Epipen shot. The freedom to engage fully in my 3D life is immeasurable in its benefit.
A quick update about the person and the poet and maybe, a concept that could work for you too in many different facets of life. Ciao!
18 May 2016
So long my friend, farewell
You’ve served me long and well
Though it’s time for us to part
I’ll keep you always in my heart
Adieu mon ami, vous allez manquer
A new life and love are calling me
Should we chance to meet again
Smile and greet me as a friend
17 April 2016
Dear WordPress friends, my mini vacation from maintaining this and my Facebook poetry page has been good. Cutting the ties to Twitter and Google+ has been wonderful!
For some time, I’ve had a sense that I’m ready to move away from writing to other pursuits and certainly this break from the false expectations involved in nurturing a poetry blog has been both enlightening and freeing – such peace of mind gained!
I’ve enjoyed meeting and sharing with so many talented people and will try to pop ’round to your blogs once in a while to click ‘hello’ or post the odd piece on mine.
So, until then be happy, be well and… for heaven’s sake!
Get off the computer, go outside and play! 🙂
Just a quick note to explain my lack of visits.
I’ve been trying! Y’all know that being supportive of you is important to me.
Unfortunately (or fortunately) Life on this side of the screen has geared up and with it, my ADD. Can’t sit… What?… Okay… No… Yes… You get the picture.
My Inbox topped 450 yesterday and I can’t sit still long enough to write, forget reading! Reading blog updates is difficult, posting anything feels like torture and responding to more personal emails is even more so. No attention span.
I’ll like and comment as best I can. Things will get back to normal eventually, they always do. I know some of you already know this pattern of mine but some newer acquaintances don’t so… “It’s not you, it’s me” 🙂 🙂 “Of course we’ll still be friends!” 😀
Thanks for hangin’ in there with me!
~ kei (I had to correct a misspell of my own nickname – that’s how bad it is!!)
19 February 2016