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Sunday 19 November 2023

No, I'm not getting old by Bianka Lutz

"No, I'm not getting old" by Bianka Lutz

You grow old, they told me, you are no longer you, you become distant, sad and lonely.

I didn't answer...

I don't get old, I get wise.

I stopped being what others like me to become, but what I like to be.

I stopped seeking the acceptance of others and accepted myself.

I have left behind the lying mirrors that deceive mercilessly.

- No, I'm not getting old.

I just become more selective with places, people, customs and ideologies.

I have let go of attachments, unnecessary pain, toxic people, sick souls and rotten hearts... bitterness and unhappiness are not for me, I release them for my health.

I'm ditching party nights for learning and embracing insomnia.

I stopped living stories and started writing them, I threw aside the imposed stereotypes.

I no longer carry eyeshadow in my bag, now I have a book that beautifies my mind.

I exchanged wine glasses for coffee cups, forgot to idealize life and started living it.

- No, I'm not getting old.

I carry freshness in my soul, innocence in my heart, and it discovers me daily.

I have in my hands the tenderness of a cocoon that, when opened, will spread its wings to other places unreachable for those who seek only the frivolity of the material.

I have that charming smile on my face when I observe the simplicity of nature.

I carry in my ears the chirping of the birds that delight me and accompany the walk.

- No, I'm not getting old.

I become selective, betting my time on the intangible, rewriting the story I've been told, rediscovering worlds, saving those old books I've forgotten half open.

I'm becoming more cautious, I've stopped the outbursts that teach me nothing, I'm learning to talk about transcendent things, I'm learning to cultivate knowledge, plant ideals and falsify my destiny.

- No, I'm not getting old.

I begin to live who I really am

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I'LL SEE YOU IN THE MORNING

"I'LL SEE YOU IN THE MORNING"

(author unknown)

I stood by your bed last night; I came to have a peep.

I could see that you were crying; you found it hard to sleep.

I spoke to you softly as you brushed away a tear,

"It's me, I haven't left you, I'm well, I'm fine, I'm here."

I was close to you at breakfast, I watched you pour the tea,

You were thinking of the many things and memories of me.

I was with you at the shops today; your arms were getting sore.

I longed to take your parcels, I wish I could do more.

I was with you at my grave today; you tend it with such care.

I want to re-assure you, that I'm not lying there.

I walked with you towards the house, as you fumbled for your key.

I gently put my hand on you; I smiled and said, "it's me."

You looked so very tired, and sank into a chair.

I tried so hard to let you know, that I was standing there.

It's possible for me, to be so near you everyday.

To say to you with certainty, "I never went away."

You sat there very quietly, then smiled, I think you knew...

in the stillness of that evening, I was very close to you.

The day is over... I smile and watch you yawning

and say "good-night, God bless, I'll see you in the morning."

And when the time is right for you to cross the brief divide,

I'll rush across to greet you and we'll stand, side by side.

I have so many things to show you, there is so much for you to see.

Be patient, live your journey out...then come home to me.~

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HANDLE WITH CARE by Becky Hemsley

"HANDLE WITH CARE"

by Becky Hemsley 2022

Every woman I know has, at one point or another,

sobbed in the shower

cried in the car

swallowed down tears in the supermarket

and broken down in the bathroom.

And then she has dried her eyes, lifted her head, taken a deep breath and carried on.

She has walked into work

or in through the front door

or into the store or the coffee shop or the hair salon.

And she has smiled and chatted to people so that no one would know she’d been crying.

And I’m not reminding us of this to say

“look how strong we are to pull ourselves together when we are falling apart”.

Although that still stands.

I’m reminding us how easy it is to paint on a brave face so that other people are none the wiser.

So whilst it might not have been you sitting in the car park crying this morning, it might have been that woman who sits three desks down from you.

Whilst it might not have been you sobbing in the shower before getting the kids ready for school this morning, it might have been their teacher. Or another parent on the school run.

Whilst you might have gotten round the supermarket without being on the verge of tears today, it might not be the same for the person working the till. Or the person behind you in the queue.

Everyone wears their brave face in public.

And we’ll never really know just how many people around us have pulled themselves together with the thinnest of threads each morning. How many people are ready to fall apart again at any point.

But compassion strengthens those threads.

Compassion is powerful.

Because even when no one can see it,

even when no one can hear it…

They can feel it.

******

Becky Hemsley 2022

Artwork by @ivajakab via Instagram

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Friday 17 November 2023

WITHOUT THINKING by Becky Hemsley

"WITHOUT THINKING"
by Becky Hemsley 2023

I reached for you this morning

Without thinking as I woke

The way I always used to

As the day so softly broke

I looked for you whilst eating

In the place we used to meet

And realised, without thinking

I’d been saving you a seat

I called for you just now

Because I thought I’d seen you there

And without thinking, suddenly

Your name was on the air

I cried for you last night

Because I couldn’t keep it in

And instinct took me over

As I let the darkness win

But that is how it is these days

And I have understood

That so much of my thinking

Will lead back to thoughts of us

So, I’ll think of you tomorrow

Like I did just yesterday

And like, without much thinking

I have thought of you today

See, it’s such a contradiction

But it couldn’t be more true

That always, without thinking

I am thinking about you

*****

Becky Hemsley 2023

Lovely artwork by Maja Lindberg (@illutrationsbymajali on Instagram)

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THE JAR by Becky Hemsley

"THE JAR"
by Becky Hemsley 2020

There was a little dreamer

Who, from just the age of three

Spent all his time imagining

What he could do and be

He wanted to invent things

Give the world something brand new

He wanted to change lives

Even if he only changed a few

His wild imagination

Was like a jar without a lid

And they nurtured and encouraged it

Whilst he was still a kid

But as he grew and his dreams

Showed no signs that they would slow

They tried to tame them, rein them in

And screw the jar lid closed

They told him he should think

More realistically instead

Yet, almost everything that’s real

Was once thought up in someone’s head

If everyone stopped dreaming

We’d be stuck right where we are

But they tell us that, as adults

We must live inside the jar

So he parked his dreams up in the clouds

Said he’d return some day

But his dreams grew all redundant

As his life got in the way

Yes, the dreamer stopped his dreaming

And they were all left wondering why

Well, they said the sky’s the limit

Then put a ceiling on the sky

*******

Becky Hemsley 2020

Artwork by KEITH Proctor

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Thursday 16 November 2023

A Journey to the Centre of the Earthlings by English With Mia

"A Journey to the Centre of the Earthlings" by English With Mia

Once upon a time, there was a boy named Timmy who loved adventures. He dreamt of exploring exciting places and meeting new friends. One sunny day, as Timmy sat under his favourite tree, a peculiar map fell from the sky right into his hands. The map showed a mysterious path leading to the centre of the Earthlings' world!

Excited about the idea of meeting the Earthlings, Timmy packed his backpack with snacks, a flashlight, and a compass. With the map in hand, he set off on his adventure.

As he followed the map's directions, Timmy noticed a small cave hidden behind a curtain of vines. Without hesitation, he ventured inside. The cave was dark and echoed with strange sounds. Timmy's heart raced with anticipation as he walked deeper, guided by his flashlight.

Suddenly, the ground trembled, and Timmy found himself sliding down a winding tunnel. He landed softly in a brightly lit underground city bustling with tiny, friendly creatures — the Earthlings!

The Earthlings were no bigger than Timmy's thumb, with colourful wings and twinkling eyes. They welcomed Timmy with giggles and warm smiles, amazed to meet a human from above.

Timmy was in awe of the Earthlings' tiny houses made of petals and leaves, their sparkling crystal gardens, and their shimmering city square where they danced to cheerful melodies.

The Earthlings took Timmy on a tour, showing him their marvellous world filled with glowing mushrooms and glowing fireflies. They even taught him a dance that made the crystals in their gardens shimmer brighter!

As the day drew to a close, the Earthlings gathered around Timmy to bid him farewell. They gave him a magical crystal that would light his way home and whispered, "Remember, friendship knows no size."

With a heart full of joy and new friendships, Timmy bid goodbye to the Earthlings and began his journey back through the tunnel. He emerged from the cave, holding the special crystal tight, and found himself back under his favourite tree.

Timmy smiled, knowing that even in the smallest places, there were wonderful adventures waiting to be discovered. And whenever he wanted to visit his new friends, all he had to do was follow the map to the centre of the Earthlings' world.

From that day on, Timmy cherished the magical memories of his journey to the centre of the Earthlings and looked forward to more adventures that awaited him in the world above.

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Wednesday 15 November 2023

The Unicorn's Quest by English With Mia

"The Unicorn's Quest"

by English With Mia

Once upon a time, in a land of rainbows and sunshine, there lived a little unicorn named Sparkle. Sparkle wasn't like other unicorns because, instead of a majestic horn, he had a tiny, shimmering star on his forehead.

One day, as Sparkle pranced through the magical meadow, he discovered a mysterious map under a glittering mushroom. The map showed a path leading to the Crystal Clear Creek, where a legendary treasure was said to be hidden.

Excitement bubbled in Sparkle's heart as he decided to embark on a quest to find the treasure. He followed the winding path through enchanted forests and crossed bubbling brooks, making friends with talking trees and singing birds along the way.

As Sparkle reached the Crystal Clear Creek, he noticed a sparkling key resting on a bed of velvet moss. The key seemed to match the map perfectly! With a sense of wonder, Sparkle picked up the key and realized it held the magic to unlock the hidden treasure.

The key led Sparkle to a secret grove where a chest made of golden sunlight awaited him. With a gentle touch of the key, the chest opened, revealing not gold or jewels, but something far more precious — a magical rainbow seed.

The rainbow seed held the power to make dreams come true. Sparkle knew exactly what he wanted to wish for — happiness for all his friends in the meadow. With a heartfelt wish, Sparkle planted the rainbow seed in the centre of the meadow.

The next morning, the meadow blossomed with flowers of every colour imaginable, and a soft, magical glow filled the air. The animals in the meadow felt a warm and fuzzy joy in their hearts.

Sparkle's quest for treasure had not only brought happiness to him but had spread joy to everyone around. From that day on, the meadow became a place of laughter, love, and endless magic, all thanks to the little unicorn with a star on his forehead and a heart full of kindness.

And so, Sparkle's quest became a tale whispered in the wind, inspiring others to seek treasures that fill the world with love and joy.

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THE POWER OF VISION

"THE POWER OF VISION" (author unknown)

The birth of a new born baby brings joy to the family. It excites everyone. For the parents, it is a period of thrills and tensions. They hope and try to do their best, and at the same time, they are concerned that something could go wrong. The worse fear of every parent is that something could happen to their child.

That's what happened to the Keller family. Helen Keller was born on June 27, 1880. Nineteen months later, her parents discovered Helen had become blind in an unexplainable scenario. If it were in another family, this state of things could have been accepted as "fate", but not in the Keller family. Her parents were determined to do the best for their daughter. They found various means to help her communicate. Helen herself was more determined. Helen had a stubborn resolve that she must live a full life. She did not accept her condition as a seal upon her potential. To Helen, the loss of sight is not the loss of life. So far as she could use her other body parts, she would not give up. One time she said, “Never bend your head. Always hold it high. Look the world straight in the eye.”

That's exactly what she did. She faced life head-on.

She stood up for herself in many circumstances. She had a teacher, Anne Sullivan, who encouraged her greatly. One day she told the teacher that if she could learn to read and write, she would use all her skills to advocate for people with disabilities and do her best to make the world a better place.

She would eventually attend Radcliffe College of Harvard and graduate as the first blind person to do so. She wrote 12 books during her lifetime, delivered hundreds of speeches, and wrote countless essays. She was involved in many movements, including advocacy for people with disability, world peace, civil rights, etc. In 1903, she wrote her autobiography titled "The Story of My Life."

In 1964, she was awarded the Presidential Medal of Freedom by President Lyndon Johnson for her work in advocacy for people with disabilities. She has been inducted into the Alabama Writers Hall of Fame and National Women's Hall of Fame, and in 1980 a stamp was issued depicting her and Anne Sullivan. A special "Helen Keller Day" is celebrated in her honour every June 27.

Think about the fact that a blind person achieved all this. Helen Keller could have accepted her faith, and she would have died unseen, unknown, and unsung.

She said something that lives rent-free in my head “The only thing worse than being blind is having sight but no vision.”

If you are reading this, it means you can see. You have sight, but do you have a vision for your life? Do you have something that drives you? Think about that.

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