It’s Not Me, It’s ME

I am not that person anymore. I don't think the things that I used to think. I don't say the things I used to say.  Those thoughts have been replaced with goals, plans, and visions for my future.  Those words have been replaced with silence from my inner guidance. I now spend my time working... Continue Reading →

Good Grief

  My Mother died recently. I have made no secret of the fact that we were never close.  I don't think she ever really liked me and I certainly was more of a disappointment than a success in her eyes. So when I received the news, I was shocked to find myself on my kitchen... Continue Reading →

Out of the mouth of babes

      Hello Everyone, I'm Phoebe and I'm almost 9 months old.  I hope you have been enjoying the blog that is basically all about me! I thought it was time I dropped by and said hello.  I may only be a little person but I wanted to share with you life from my... Continue Reading →

People…not a big fan

I am exhausted, exasperated and worn out by People. I sometimes feel like I am an alien that has been left behind by my Mothership. I have had a tough couple of weeks, both professionally and personally.  My actions in my place of work have come into question which has resulted in me over-analysing my... Continue Reading →

Le Weekend

An account of a weekend with Phoebe who had just learned to crawl,  climb and stand in the space of 2 days. The Brief: to contain an adventurous 7 month old for 3 nights whilst still managing to eat, shower and function as human beings. Babyproofing:  I had kidded myself that my home was relatively... Continue Reading →

Silk purse, sow’s ear

My relationship with this current blog post can only be described as somewhat strained.   I wasn't getting anything out of it, and it didn't understand what I needed.  I had even threatened to leave it  on more than one occasion but it fell on deaf ears. There I was, declaring my intention to 'just... Continue Reading →

A new tradition

  With my birthday just days after Christmas, I have fallen into a 'tradition' of spending most of it looking back over the past year with regret.  I celebrate with my family but when everyone is in bed I spend hours visiting the dark places in my mind and fill it with negative thoughts and... Continue Reading →

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