I am imbued with a sense of excitement – for you as you go into the world. Beyond adventure and travel, this is symbolic of the independence, the adulthood you are embarking upon. Because I have lived longer years and seen more things that could go wrong than you, I am feeling far less invincible... Continue Reading →
Singing is not just singing. It is more than a big voice, a quirky or unique voice, a love of song and expression. Because I had always wanted to, because I did before and enjoyed it, because I promised myself I would do what I love, I took a step forward. I returned to being... Continue Reading →
I hide. When I want to. When I need to. For different reasons. And I believe everyone does, to varying degrees, duration and frequency. In those moments when we just need to get away, to get some "peace and quiet", to stop listening to the woes of the world, when compassion-fatigue hits, in order to... Continue Reading →
Twelve days, and it’s probably one of the longest period of absence from my blog. And in this “quiet” period, I’ve been spending time doing the things I love and with the ones I love, all in service of a certain malaise that hit. Long moments of reflection and pondering, of re-establishing a solid ground... Continue Reading →
I feel tired. Weary. It is bone-deep and my spirit wanes. Ever been there – when all you want to do is curl up in bed and sleep. Well, that’s me, and I did just that. My usual thinking self asked, “why?” Practically I can point to work, to my responsibility as a parent, a... Continue Reading →
She is bright… in fact, this is an understatement. Her IQ aside, she has developed a maturity and self-efficacy way beyond her tender years. So when she spoke of writing songs and making music at 10 years old, I was happy to indulge her. She did not jump up and down with the excitement that... Continue Reading →
It hit me laying there still thinking (as the idea for this post popped into my head 🙂 ) about whether I should tell her to go hard. This session was meant to help and serve a purpose. And therefore she should ‘dig in’ to get rid of the knots that have formed. Odd, but... Continue Reading →
The promise of a movie night, with a simple dinner and a little sugar-filled treat we had bought for later. All seemed in place. She picked an apocalyptic movie – humanity’s only survivors from a climate disaster on a train to nowhere under the control of the greedy in power. Twenty minutes in and I’d... Continue Reading →
Even as we begin, we look to a sure future. How could we know? Why need we know? Life’s thrill lay with the mysterious unknown. Being alive is to be with the uncertainty. ~ FlorenceT © 2017 FlorenceT Copyright reserved. The author asserts her moral and legal rights over this work.
This was purchased from an artist at a local market many, many moons ago... Do you identify? One day, I'll be able to say 'yes' to every one...artist or not 😉 ~ FlorenceT © 2017 FlorenceT Copyright reserved. The author asserts her moral and legal rights over this work.
It was masked in righteous indignation and criticism because they were easier to tap into. The holier-than-thou feeling of ‘how could people not see this’, and ‘how could they be so mean’… The suppositions that everyone ought to see or be, and when they don’t, their actions were intentionally hurtful… I noticed moments after they... Continue Reading →
I set out to write about trust and ended up with a post on hope. That was a week ago. These thoughts crossed my mind as I attempted to begin. Do you need trust to hope? Can hope be sustained without trust? And this line of enquiry got me to the hope post. Hope is... Continue Reading →
Hope gets me up in the morning. The forecast may be rain and the sky looks gloomy, yet I move on with the day, with a sense that it’s okay and it’ll be alright. ‘It’ encompasses much - relationships with loved ones and friends, personal and professional lives, the present and the future. Hope keeps... Continue Reading →
One must not only exist, one must be alive; live life to the fullest... And so they say. The narrative of striving and being more is around us, yet interpreted at times as an accumulation of status, power and material wealth. Am I existing if I have the love of friends and family? Am I... Continue Reading →
It took years. This search for the answer to “who am I?” She doubts if she is any closer to the truth, assuming there is one. Each time she thought she was near, the road lengthened. She felt a sense of belonging in her world, moving within it with ease and confidence, only to be... Continue Reading →