Tag: time
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On the outer edge.
I feel like I exist on the edges of life. It’s not a bad thing, just an observation. Most of the time it’s just me, my cat, and my music. I have no family, no partner and no deep close friendships. I wrote in an earlier post about the spoons required to maintain connection, and…
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Weekend strangeness?
I’ve spent the weekend at home. I text my choir buddy yesterday morning to see if she was up for singing at a food festival today. When she replied last night that she felt unable to go due to her nerve pain I breathed a sigh of relief. I had really wanted to go, but…
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Peace lines and divisions.
I’m going to stick my head above the parapet with this post. This a vent against violence and dangerous decisions. I grew up in Belfast. My very young years I lived on a council estate in North Belfast. My grandmother lived just down the road. Two streets away from her was a the peace line.…
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Tension
My skin condition is flaring quite severely at the moment. Only seven days left until my dermatology appointment and it can’t come quick enough. I’m writing this from a candlelit bath. I had been attempting to play piano but couldn’t concentrate on my online lesson due to the burning sensation in my skin. I don’t…
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Slow Sunday
A slow day. My mum would have been 86 years old today had she not died four years ago. I wonder if she reincarnated or was this her last journey to earth? I didn’t roll out of bed until after 9am. I’ve had a slow day. A couple of household chores. Playing my instruments for…
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Time
Out of connection. Sand running Time stands still. Time runs on There’s another song The beat steady. But the rhythm, Rhythm chaotic. My lungs empty, Breathe, Breathe in. Can’t win Free falling. I wander, I roam, The stars calling, Calling me , Home. Phoenix
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Disappointment and fear.
I was so excited on Sunday. Our new choir song had came through for the new choir term that started last night. There’s always a buzz of excitement and anticipation waiting for the new song on a Sunday. Mostly it’s a hit with the majority and occasionally we breathe a collective sigh of disappointment. it’s…
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Arrgh Anxiety!
It was 46 days ago that my cat died. The grief is still raw. I’m trying to work with the anxiety I have with my remaining cat. I underestimated how much she would grieve for him. Before he died if anyone would have asked me if both my cats had a close relationship I would…
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Folding
Folding inside myself Folding away Away from the world I don’t trust the world I don’t trust me Don’t trust me Promises rusting Emotions turning To stone No moonbeams The stars Blinking out One by one I’ve been here before Falling Burning Turning to ash The rebirth Harder Each time I’m folding Into myself Folding…
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Fatigue
As I sit here listening to calming cat music on Spotify my body aches with the fatigue. The music isn’t for me, my cat seemed unusually frightened of the thunderstorm we just had. She hasn’t quite adjusted to the loss of my other cat. I don’t think either of us have. Plus my four days…
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Keep calm and carry on!
Yesterday’s fear after my ex neighbour knocking on the door whilst I was puppy sitting had thrown me. My alters paranoia shot through the roof and conspiracy theories were rife. People had seen taking me Peanut out. What if one of the other neighbours had contacted him? Maybe he thought that I wouldn’t be expecting…
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Quiet Sunday?
This is the second Sunday in a row where the day hasn’t gone to plan. Last Sunday I had the extreme pain in my calf and couldn’t bear weight on my left leg by the late afternoon. Today I wanted a quiet day of reflection. There is not a lot of quiet time at the…
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Unraveling
Thoughts & feelings, Like tangled string. The knots pulled tightly, Picking and tugging, Trying to unravel, All those, Thoughts and feelings. But only succeeding, In tying, Myself in knots! Phoenix.
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A letter to the Moon
Dear Moon. I am saddened, It’s seems humans, Just can’t stop, At destroying, Mother Earth. Now they are, Crashing, Their space junk, On your surface. The latest, An accident, They say. But it’s been done before. Experiment they say, Cause and effect, Zero respect! And my blood boils, At their disconnect. Their shameful action, Has…
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Patterns
Patterns, patterns, Repeating patterns Over and over Round and Round The patterns go Patterns of old Same story retold Patterns of old Strong and bold Same pattern again Bringing the same Pain Phoenix
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Where’s the positives?
It’s been a stressful few weeks. It’s been eleven days since my cat died and the grief is still hitting hard. I made a memorial frame tonight. The vet made a copy of his footprints and took a clipping of his hair. He is greatly missed. I finally had my rheumatology appointment on the 23rd…
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Hmm?
Where oh where, Did my spiritual spark go? The faint light, That can’t seem to grow. Lines of energy, Thoughts of home. My spiritual light, Has left to roam. No comfort here, Stuck in the 3D. The darkness coming, No room to see. Clinging to threads, Of a past Divine. But still my light, Refuses…
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Time Distortion
Time in the inner world and for alters seems so different to the supposed linear time on the outside. Time in the inner world is fractured, distorted, warped. In terms of grief and loss it’s a complication, especially with so many alters inside. Alters who are relatively aware of the here and now but pop…
