Come visit me again.

Come visit me again
Where the stars cascade like waterfalls off the milky way
Where the planets aline for the Sun’s approval
And the nights so beautiful they without resistance replace the day

Come visit me again
Where the kelidescope of colors not fitting for a rainbow
Collide In cosmic dreams and manifestations of trash polka
Where the sounds of majestic tunes of ebb and flow
Ring through the darkness a guidance of glow

So when you visit me again
Our hearts will know the universe had spoken
The majestic lights the cosmic tune will ring true
And the past, present and future will be as one
Because we will know nothing else matters but us.

Xxx

I’m Just Saying… Farewell!

It’s with great excitement that I announce farewell to I’m Just Saying.

It’s not the end of my writing however. I have just blissfully moved on from the past. What do they say… stop living in the past because you can’t move forward. Well that’s where I am now.

I have reached the point where 5 years of remembrance and tears and and and is enough…lol!

The weeds have been removed, the soil has been turned over and the flowers that were prepped and planted through this cycle, are now in bloom.

Spring had sprung and the hard work of the green thumb had reached the point where I can sit back and enjoy the blossoms of my labour.

Considering I have no green thumb and have never had an interest in gardening, these metaphors are quiet surprising and may just find inspiration in gardening,

Hold on to your hats!!! New blog to come, I will keep you posted on when it begins.

Featuring the creativeness an whole bag of tricks to blow your mind, inspire your soul and unleash your inner-creative. Apparently not only can I write, but have a whole lot hidden talents to unleash on the world.🤪

Thank you for travelling with me on the road to self healing and truly hope I helped or inspired at least one of you❤️

I love you

XXX

Steampunk Love

I’m sitting watching the waves crash on the shore line, wind blowing the palm trees and I can see vessels carrying cargo in the distance.
It’s a stunning day at the coast and my mind is wondering away.  My thoughts and feelings mulling around in my mind as I soak in the peaceful scenery that surrounds me.

It dawned on me that the theory of love and life is definitely not one and the same, the question of being able to live without love and can it be done is just something I have always answered no to, but as I sit here at this beautiful guesthouse away from the madness of home and the city of chaos I realize yes it most certainly can be done.

We are most definitely the creators of our own dreams and navigators of our own adventures, why the heart has to play a role for us is crazy.  There are other things to love, love of life, love of our existence in this world that spins at a speed that if we don’t stop and start living our lives not only we don’t stop now to notice the what if’s , bucket lists and wishful thinking, then we may just reach that stage of regret and “if only I had” moments when it’s all too late.

Relationships are a hindrance in our progressive state of mind…

It’s taken me 40 years to see this.  40 years of heart ache and tears after each bad decision.  I always say there don’t seem to be any good guys left or ones that can just be on the same trail of adventure and mentality like I am…. In actual fact, there never will be.  I am changing at an alarming rate, so much so that when a new challenge comes my way I already know how it’s going to pan out and can already decide for myself if it’s worth going through.  Knowing the outcome, I would rather not pursue It and have now realized my inevitable search for love and the happily ever after is not within reach because that childhood dream is in the past and well past its sell by date.

No instead I am happy to live my life for myself, equipped with the tools and strength and know how of what I have learnt.  I could steampunk my way into any direction I choose and can only ask to meet other hopefuls just like me and build friendships and companionship that will ride along with me into the great unknown of life.   More now than ever I know it’s a definite possibility of endless stories to dream and even better stories to tell.