A Comfy Kind Of Restless

Hey there 🙂

I am still digesting all that I heard in the audiobook The Conscious Parent by Dr. Shefali Tsabary, which I finished two days ago – and I am already mainlining her second book The Awakened Family on Audible!  

She talks about children being masters of living in the present moment, and how this is an absolute GIFT to their parents (if only we saw it as such).  It is scary when I view my kids through her eyes…but it can only make me a better mother and person, right?! 

I watch you revelling in your inner world

And wonder how mine splintered off so far;

The beauty that you witness all around

The doors leading off that you see ajar…

Forgive me for my fearfulness and pain

In not reaching yet who I need to be,

Thank you for all the ways you display grace

And guide me home, through storm clouds, towards me.

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Hi 🙂

I have swapped the poem that I wrote today for this one that was written after the passing of Stephen Hawking in March of this year.

I have decided to use today’s poem elsewhere 😉

The sound of space

Seems familiar to me:

The tuneless roar

Whilst spinning in blackness –

Finally revelling

In the blue beauty of Earth

I hope that one bound by paralysis

Again found joy

In that sight.

Unshackled, weightless,

Tipping off his axis;

Finally gaining answers

He’d yet to uncover.

[Pic is from here]

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Hello!

I was pondering where my niche may be, today.

All this journaling and thinking has made me crave the cigarettes I gave up for good in my late twenties.  I’m sure that this is significant and means I should keep probing 😉

In imaginary smoke

I puff out all

The indignities.

Part of me still insists

I look cool in these shades.

In my head, it’s purple dusk.

(Those sunglasses rendered useless).

Enigmatically I stand:

In a long coat,

Hair in a quiff.

Back here, in reality,

Another school day begins.

[Pic is from here]

[I am currently journaling (and writing poems) around prompts from The Year Of You: 365 Journal Writing Prompts For Creative Self Discovery by Hannah Braime – Kindle ASIN: B076Z6Y5L9]

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Hey 🙂

When my journal prompt asked me to consider what kind of person I was in relation to others, this came up:

Not dyeing my hair,

Becoming someone else

(More familiar than myself)

In each mirror.

And pretending that’s ok.

I pay

In spades.

Instead of seeing hearts

Unmasked and open:

Just clubs

Pounding snubs

To which this diamond is beholden.

Cheery…

[Pic is from here]

[I am currently journaling (and writing poems) around prompts from The Year Of You: 365 Journal Writing Prompts For Creative Self Discovery by Hannah Braime – Kindle ASIN: B076Z6Y5L9]

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Hello 🙂

This foray came to me while pondering ‘balance’ in my journal:

Which scale should I measure from?

What fool would proclaim balance –

In any form –

Lives here?

This photograph is propaganda:

There’s no telling where our minds were

When we posed for this.

A decade ago

Was a different skin.

It began to peel

As my stitches healed.

Those surgeons pulled out multiple lives;

Sliced through more than meat.

The scar is growing fainter,

Subsumed by metamorphic grace.

[Pic is from here]

[I am currently journaling (and writing poems) around prompts from The Year Of You: 365 Journal Writing Prompts For Creative Self Discovery by Hannah Braime – Kindle ASIN: B076Z6Y5L9]

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Today’s journal prompt touched on my tendency to procrastinate. 

This led to thoughts of hesitation, which in turn became:

When I look at each day

And I try to relay

All the hopelessness wrapped up in hours,

You tell me how I

Have no right to reply

In this manner: come across a coward.

It is true that I’m blessed –

I feel guilty and stressed

That I’m coping this badly, so please:

Don’t scoff or roll eyes

At my anguished cries,

Drowning out on society’s seize. 

Just having a brain

Doesn’t mean I refrain

From being unequipped, and dumb.

What comes out of my mouth

Can show a ‘logic drowth’;

But I won’t just dry up/cut and run…

[Pic is from here]

[I am currently journaling (and writing poems) around prompts from The Year Of You: 365 Journal Writing Prompts For Creative Self Discovery by Hannah Braime – Kindle ASIN: B076Z6Y5L9]

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Falling awake

The ache, the ache;

Every mistake

The ache, the ache.

Your noise follows me

To the ends of my tree,

I look down and I pray for release;

So far away

The dark close to the day

Even then, this onslaught will not cease.

Falling awake

The ache, the ache;

Wisdom intake

The ache, the ache.

I hear all your pain

In your thunderous reign

And I ‘get’ that you’re reflecting mine;

But I cannot deal

With relentless appeals

Don’t you see there’s a creative line?

Falling awake

The ache, the ache;

Barriers break

The ache, the ache.

I’m supposed to sit still,

Study each bitter pill,

Emerge stronger, on some higher plane;

Not react to the fuss

(All this ‘trivial’ stuff)

That somehow gets stuck in my brain.

Falling awake

The ache, the ache;

Pathetic fake

The ache, the ache.

My eyes stuck on the prize

Shrugging off this disguise:

There’s a Wonder Woman in this dust.

I just wish I had known

‘Fore these babies were born –

But I needed their guidance to trust…

Falling awake

The ache, the ache;

Internal quakes

The ache, the ache.

Falling awake

The ache, the ache;

Too much at stake

The ache, the ache.

I am really being affected by listening to Dr. Shefali Tsabary’s book The Conscious Parent on Audible.  I feel important (and long overdue) changes are afoot 🙂

(Don’t delve into Tsabary’s work without hankies, a journal/notebook and a willingness to look your demons straight in the eye.  You have been warned!!)

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Hello,

Did you see the television coverage of Prince Harry’s wedding to Meghan Markle?  I loved the way the couple looked at each other, and how they were obviously having intensely personal moments even with the countless spotlights on them.

I wish them all the very best for their life together 🙂

A train of thought billows

With a far-reaching veil,

Tethered by small hands.

Advancing,

The eyes of the world upon her:

Ascension to destiny

Is always walked alone.

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Hey 🙂

I am still exploring journal prompts around the subject of my career, as I wander through May…

The only ‘career’

That I ever knew

Was the one off the cliff in my mind

And, hampered by fear,

All I ever do

Is tend to my broken behind.

[Pic is from here]

[I am currently journaling (and writing poems) around prompts from The Year Of You: 365 Journal Writing Prompts For Creative Self Discovery by Hannah Braime – Kindle ASIN: B076Z6Y5L9]

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Hello 🙂

Analysis paralysis

When someone asks of me

The contribution I will make

To fair humanity!

So sick and tired of thinking

(Getting stuck in my own wheels)

I never have an answer that

Brings up all the good feels.

So: I mumble and I stumble

And I off-the-cuff remark;

Then wander home dejected with

My temper growing dark…

Yeah… my journal prompt hit a nerve today 😉

[Pic is from here]

[I am currently journaling (and writing poems) around prompts from The Year Of You: 365 Journal Writing Prompts For Creative Self Discovery by Hannah Braime – Kindle ASIN: B076Z6Y5L9]

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