I dreamt last night I discovered walnuts growing on a tree in our backyard. In the dream it was a tree that had always been there but somehow I didn't know it was a walnut tree. Now they were literally falling off it, already pre-roasted and unshelled; ready for eating. They were so tasty and nourishing and I remember eating handfuls in the dream ( Read more... )

After the emotional intensity of the last post it was hard to get
back into the blogging space again. Instead I have responded by turning
to my instrument and my inner self, spending less time on the computer
in general and trying to stay present with my goals and just sit with
them.

I have witnessed an unbelievable amount of turmoil in ( Read more... )

I remember when I linked my goal plan (blogged a couple of posts ago)
to my Facebook page I got a lot of encouragement but also quite a few
people warning me of the need to be flexible and to shift a few goal
posts along the way. I was also warned to be open to shelving things if
they just weren't happening for now.

Well...that was almost a ( Read more... )

Here I am in this quiet space again and I'm really present with these
words in a way I haven't been since I wrote the ADHD post some months
back.

A lot has happened since then. Steve and I were married in a really ( Read more... )

Back home at last but sooo much catch-up to do- my life is scarily merry-go-round-like...

I've met so many great folks here in Tamworth this year- feel so lucky & blessed. *smiling*

When will everything stop being about how I feel and be about how everything actually is?

The Vanguard tonight with Fred Smith, Mic Conway and Robbie Long- goodie!

After writing that last post I've finally decided to seek a formal diagnosis. It's something I have avoided as I've always thought that I might hide behind the label, instead of trying to find ways of operating with my natural tendencies. But just an hour of trawling through the web and reading about the disorder for the first time and I'm ( Read more... )

I write all the time in my mind, long, colourful, strands of adjectives, dark tunnels of echoing questions and bright streams of sunlit hopefulness. I don't, however, manage to get to a computer and coax it out onto the page very often. It's partly my lack of typing skills, the tortured hunt and peck frustrating my flow. It's also a struggle ( Read more... )