I haven’t blogged for ages. The final furlong of a degree and work have sapped all my writing energy – enter NaPoWriMo!
I thought it would be a great way to get back into blogging again, but I have arrived at the party late, it being day four and all! But I’m going to do it anyway. I’ll see if I can sneak an extra four in somewhere along the line.
National Poetry Writing Month, follows in the grand footsteps of NaNoWriMO (Novel Writing) and as there was no way I could write a novel in a month last year, I am hoping to be able to do it this year!
NaPoWriMo has been going since 2003, but I’ve only just heard about it, late to that damn party again!
Seeing as I can’t find any rules about NaPoWriMo, and although I am sure I am supposed to actually write it myself, today’s entry isn’t from me. To make things easy, here is a Haiku I saw the other day and loved. If you’re desperate for an original poem you can read one here
Haikus are easy
But sometimes they don’t make sense
New Years Resolutions – I never make them! I have always resisted lists of any sort, they sound far too much like organisation to me, and being organised just sounds far too boring. However this year, I really have high hopes for the coming 12 months, which I am enjoying as more often than not a positive frame of mind eludes me. So instead of a list of resolutions that I resolutely resolve to keep, I am making a list of hopes. Hopes for me, for my friends, for my country, for my world! Read the rest of this entry
My body, at last, I claim you! I live here! I am not some discarnate spirit using just any vehicle to get around. I live in the full, round, soft, juicy, wet, strong, agile, capable, spirit filled, nurturing, graceful, flowing, comforting, lovely, smooth, dancing, singing, playing, working, praying body of a woman.
For so many years I rejected my body because it isn’t perfect according to the standards of my culture. I have been unfaithful to it, letting others opinions turn me against it, allowing others to use it without love, without tenderness. Because I myself rejected my body, I didn’t protect it, didn’t demand that it be treated like the precious gift that it is. My body, the temple of my soul, deserves better from me.
I reclaim this body. I reclaim these eyes and their vision; this mouth and its words; these arms and legs and their hugging and dancing. I reclaim these breasts and their magnificent fullness; I reclaim these wide, round hips and strong fleshy thighs and their waking on earth. I reclaim this vagina and all its secret folds and this womb and its bleeding. I reclaim all of my body parts, named and unnamed.
This body is a miracle; it is the first gift of the Creator to me – my birthday present.
I take this body to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, to honour and love and cherish until death do us part.
I am a woman reclaiming my body
Today I read a post listing the reasons that I should not be afraid of spiders!! This comes off the back of a rather scary meeting with a giant spider in my office yesterday. It was so big and so scary I actually called my Dad!! Not an easy thing for a grown, independent woman to do. Incidentally my dad was no help whatsoever – being that he was about 30 miles away and far to busy laughing at me down the line to help me or indeed just join me in my panic! Read the rest of this entry
I find parenting advice a double edged sword. There are always a million different people claiming to be experts, telling you how to parent in a million different ways that will ‘absolutely’ work for your child. Not to mention your friends with children who also have a helpful suggestion here and some well intended advice there. Most of it is annoying, most of it doesn’t work, most of it doesn’t apply to your own child and some of it is possibly helpful once you try it after you’ve spent ages trying out every other type of technique just so that you don’t have to take the advice of someone who thinks they know better than you. Read the rest of this entry
This a blog by my friend Emma – who’s incredible journals are stunning in every way. Looking for gifts or a treat for yourself I highly recommend one of her products. I love my leather diary that she made me. In this age of modern technology, there is something wonderful about undoing the strap and opening my leather bound diary when I need to check or make a date, rather than a swipe of the phone and pressing some buttons. And I get so many people commenting on how great it looks.
Amongst the many things that I do – I like to bake! I don’t really cook, I’m terrible at a roast and wouldn’t know where to start with anything resembling posh nosh, but I do like to bake….mostly cupcakes. So I thought I would share my Oreo cupcake recipe that I tried for the first time this week. Read the rest of this entry