A rainy day


Emerging From The Dark Night


A rainy day

Draws me inward

As I draw comfort from the depths of my inner world

A day of blissful surrender spent



Contemplating life

How blessed I am

To have these gifts

An awesome mind

A heart that feels

A vision that can embrace


And even though before

I lay down with my hurt

Like a wounded animal that bled

And wanted only for it to end

When I faced it new life came in

As the cells in my body

Once again rearranged

To fill the empty places opened

With love and light

And as old pain left

New wisdom came

Like new life comes

With falling rain

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Lament — A Dynamite word to add to your Lexicon /Wanting To Go Home — Fighting for a Future




Lament:  A Dynamite word to add to your Lexicon

Lament:  A Dynamite Word to add to your Lexicon

I have been in the Clinic for two weeks today. I am desperate to go home as I am feeling very homesick but my psychiatrist wants me to stay another week and my psychotherapist agrees. If I was honest the ‘present day 2018 Erin’ is homesick and wants to go home to the farm and…

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Toxic Behaviours: Examples of Unhealthy Boundaries — Fighting for a Future


Photo by Richard Lee on Unsplash Do you know how to make someone respect your boundaries? Would you know what to say or do to keep your boundaries firm? Most people struggle with boundaries because we, as a society, tend to see things at face value and with the intent of communicating in a peaceful manner. We hardly…

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♫ Home ♫


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A rare visit to one of the blogs I follow made me think of this song, and it got stuck, as songs are wont to do, inside my head.

Home was Michael Bublé’s breakthrough song.  He wrote this song for his then-fiancée, Debbie Timuss, describing the pain of being away from her. His song “Lost” was also inspired by her, but it was about their break up after a relationship of 8 years.

Michael Bublé

Another summer day
Is come and gone away
In Paris and Rome
But I want to go home

Maybe surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel all alone
I just want to go home
Oh I miss you, you know

And I’ve been keeping all the letters that I wrote to you
Each one a line or two
“I’m fine baby, how are you?”
Well I would send them but I know that…

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What I Learned from my Dog about PTSD


Barking Back

When the Brindle Dog was young, she was amazingly strong and focused. Her parents were bred for police work in the Netherlands, and that likely would have been her destiny as well if I hadn’t scooped her up as a house pet.

She could swim or train for hours. She would never give up on a task unless called off. She could joyfully chase a ball or Kong in the park for hours with breathtaking stamina and endurance. She took pride in her ability to execute commands perfectly, and she was also an enterprising problem-solver.

As she aged and got sick, her stamina waned. She weakened. She started to get confused. As her cataracts spread, as her hearing diminished, and as her cancer extended its tentacles and tumours further into her body, the Brindle Dog began to stumble and fall. Her back legs would sometimes give out. She would struggle…

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How I became Houdini the Dancing cat — Katzenworld


The post How I became Houdini the Dancing cat appeared first on Katzenworld – Welcome to the world of cats!. How I became Houdini the Dancing cat I was adopted at a rather young age of about 4 weeks old. The previous owners of me, named me Houdini because I was always trying to escape!…

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One Year After Charlottesville …


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One year ago today the nation watched … some in horror, some in glee … as the “Unite the Right” rally took place in Charlottesville, Virginia.  One year ago today … an event that took the life of a young paralegal, Heather Heyer, and left the nation reeling, finally understanding that we have not even begun to conquer racism.  One year ago today, the events of the day would ultimately lead us to realize beyond a shadow of a doubt that the president is a white supremacist, that he is a bigot and a racist.CharlottesvilleToday, there is the potential for a repeat performance, this time in the nation’s capital, only because the city of Charlottesville denied a permit to Jason Kessler, the organizer of last year’s horrible event, for a repeat performance.  It was only three days ago that the National Park approved a permit for up to 400…

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Rufus – A short story — REBECCA PURSELL


The sun rose, birds awakened, and the morning dew spread its fresh aroma over the spring green grass. Rufus opened his eyes slowly, wanted so very much to fall back asleep regardless of his uncomfortable bed. The family of Wren’s who lived in the Ash tree had allowed Rufus to sleep in the tree granted […]

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Saturday Surprise — Birds, Birds, Birds


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Hey friends!!!  It’s finally the weekend and I bet you all have some really fun things planned, yes?  Me?  Oh, who knows … I just rather go along with whatever the girls decide on for the most part … as long as it includes a meal and a trip to either the library or the bookstore, I’m happy.

I get daily emails from a site called ThoughtCo.com, and each day is something new, fun and different.  I usually give them a quick scan, then delete, but sometimes one warrants a closer look.  This particular one definitely deserved a closer look, and I thought it would be perfect to share with you for our Saturday Surprise!  Now, I admit I felt a bit cheated, for there were supposed to be 10 … the subject line of the email read “The 10 Most Adorable Birds You’ve Ever Seen”, but when I…

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