When poorly ness takes hold, do
try not to fight it. Try not to force yourself to be better than you're ready to be. Simply be gentle. Breath calmly. Accept. And just hang on and wait for the storm to pass . . It always will.
Above is a little reminder, if illness takes hold from someone very loving and wise . . .
I have come to know migraines very well. I can't help but think it's my mind and bodies way of saying 'please listen' . . . From now on I'm going to try and follow the gentle, kind advice of caring others, I must trust that it is safe to do so. I don't have to work to please anyone anymore, I'm designing the life I love and the people in it now are helping me sketch it to be one of comfort, resurrance and happiness.
Time to let go . . . Hopefully as I do the anxiety migraines will too . . .
Just awaiting now my internal storm to steadily pass . . .
Much love to everyone for a weekend of wellness and summer moments . . .
I'm sure many blog readers, writers, creatives, book lovers out there would agree with me if I said, ' Isn't it lovely having something of your very own, to throw your thoughts down on and splash with every colour of your life . . .'
I of course mean blogging! When I stumbled across this intricate, warm and accepting world of writing and creating I didn't really expect to have a go at joining in. I really wanted to. But part of me lacked courage and the other part, know - how!!
One whole year (and a bit) in, and I'm doing it. I'm writing and keeping a blog that I've made and designed in an image that feels 'homey' and 'true to me' and it's real. It's out there. And it's such a special part of my life.
There are many reasons it's become special to me . . . I've always loved writing and to discover this kind of outlet was a wonderful thing . . . but I think one of the main reasons it's struck such a chord with …
It seems that May has begun with a wonderful quote to encourage, inspire and simply say
' yes it's okay, take some time.'
When the bluebells light up every woodland, leaves radiate green, blossom's sparkle their soft pinky pastel shades as the sunlight sprays them with warmth . . . what better time could there be for gathering a few precious moments of peace, than in Darling May when the buds are blooming.
Although self care is widely chatted about, deeply essential to our well being, and wholeheartedly necessary from time to time, I wonder why there is still an element of 'guilt' or ' disgruntled attitude felt' towards anyone trying to save a little time for themselves?
I can only assume it's unhappiness on their part. Which is a shame, it really is, because to function well for others, we must firstly function well for ourselves.
I am 'Mum' to three ponies and a dear friends horse - four beautiful equines relying on me for every one…