Light Bulb

Curled up on my bed, mid glorious Autumn day, immobilised by the vice-grip of rejection. Pained. Trapped. Foetal. Powerless. Dark. Cannot See. Cannot Hear. Overwhelmed. Defeated. Crippled. Fear spinning its web around every fibre of my being. Unwanted, undesired – how did this happen to me? Unthinkable. Solar plexus burning…

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Showing Up

I dream of being a writer, tucked away for hours in cafes, tapping away at my keyboard. So it’s with smug delight that I sit here today, parked in my little boho café by the marina, squirrelling my thoughts onto my laptop. There is so much I want to share about…

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