Happy Birthday lifeonapedalo – one year old this month! Last year, inspired by Eat Pray Love, I realised my one word to encompass all self-definition. Frightened. Not Inspired. Not Hilarious. Not Deepnwide (ok, that’s two). Not caring. Not fun-loving. Bloody Frightened. What a sorry state of affairs! But there we were. Frightened of bloody everything … Continue reading “Neither straight nor narrow – 1st anniversary postage”
Firstly, thank you to so many friends who have been amazing recently. I am so bloody lucky to have so many wonderful people in my life. Here’s this weeks’ tome: I’m not sure if any of you have noticed, but my brain goes round in circles trying to decide what is right and wrong and … Continue reading “Honestly believing”
I’m back, haven’t written for months. I wrote a different post for today. Which is still good. But then a friend sent me an inspiring message about being vulnerable again, and I’ve decided to put this out there. I’ve written a bit about God in this blog. I’ve written a lot about conflict and heartache. … Continue reading “A doozy”
I’m flattened this week. Too many things going on with my show to even consider forming articulate and honest words that anyone else may be interested in. So, I’m cheating and raiding my poetry collection for words that I wrote really quite some time ago. I hope you enjoy them, here you are, some of … Continue reading “Too tired poetry”
Home. A place where I belong and I don’t have to leave or lose. This is what I’ve been seeking for my whole adult life. Since I left my parent’s home in a rupture of security that I have never fully recovered from, I have felt like a nomad in this world. This is the … Continue reading “Searching for home, and adding the fourth S”
I had planned to write a funny blog this week about a Sunny project. However, it is still a surprise so I can’t yet. So I’m going to write one that is much harder to write. One that fits with my aim of honesty, of wiping away the veneer of excellentness and sanity. As I’ve … Continue reading “A bout of brain vs heart”
I wrote this poem years ago. It bothers me that it has flaws. But I guess that’s the point of it.
Obey. Not a fashionable word. Wait for the intake of breath if it’s ever said in a wedding vow nowadays. I was churning myself up last year. I think anyone who reads the Bible a lot ends up with a set of rules they decide God is really hot on. Even though we go … Continue reading “How the word ‘obedience’ stopped being a slap in the face with a wet fish”