melancholy
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I’m making mashed potatoes for dinner, or potato pureé as you called it… I first take one broken heart, put it in a pot full of tears, boil it until all the pieces fall apart and the blood turns into gel. I then add a pinch of salt and rub it into the wounds to…
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The song is by Leonard Cohen. I love it. The sad story is my own. I love it too. I have learned so much. I’m still having ridiculously childish dreams that there will be a call out of the blue: you are at the airport, I must come fetch you. I wish there were ways…
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Day’s End
beginnings after 60, fitness, food, health, life, longing, love, mature women, melancholy, mental-health, moments, nature, ocean, ocean life, philosophy, photography, sea, sky, solo, sunset, thoughts, travel, water, weirdToday was a golden day through and through. No wind blowing, mild temperatures for winter, and then the sunset came like liquid gold and painted every corner of the sky in hues of yellows, oranges and reds. The reflections on the water had tinges of purple as well. Because of the sudden rise in temperature,…
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For my life For my mind For my body For the food that nourishes me For the home that protects me For the people that surround me For the activities that interest me For the abundance of blessings in my life For the gift of another beautiful day For the love that fills my heart…
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In my darkest moments, one particular poem came to me by accident. I was scrolling around Youtube and realised that I have created a suggested content list because I was stuck in one particular arena and I wanted to widen the topics a little. I then changed my channel to another one that I use…
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As I started writing this, I was going to get all moody and sulky about the lost loves in our lives, but in an instant my mind did a 90 degree turn and realised that this should be about myself. I think one of the most neglected people in our own lives is ourselves. We…
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Finding coping mechanisms during hard times is essential. For some people the need for a coping tactic comes in the middle of a storm and for others it is a long process of building up an arsenal of methods to combat the days or weeks or even months (years, in my case) to keep going…
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Today marked the first day (theoretically yesterday, but I’m a night owl and I have gone over midnight without noticing) that I have to pick up my feet and start walking a solo path. I did well. I woke up bright and early, washed my hair, put my face on, draped myself in the warm…
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My dearest friend I’ve ever had used to say: “Accept, accept, accept…” He referred to life’s challenges and how the outcome didn’t always suit him at a particular moment in time. He accepted defeat as graciously as he accepted victory. He never failed to amaze me. That was his motto: accept what you cannot change.…