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Re: Writing As A Form Of Therapy

I'm good @Silenus 😊

Thanks for asking.

Down at the river, but not a dolphin to be seen. There are motorised water-craft out and about today (public holiday West Coast) and I imagine it gives the dolphins a headache ...... it must do very uncomfortable things to their sonar ....,.,

Lots of fur-babies tho ❤

Re: Writing As A Form Of Therapy

And feather-babies ...,,,,,,

Post a pic later cos my phone won't let me now !
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Re: Writing As A Form Of Therapy

Thanks so much for your reply @Silenus. It was exactly what I was wanting. You touched on so many concepts that I'm grappling with at the moment - needs,wants, observing instead of feeling, and most importantly thinking about that feelings increase motivation which lead to more doing. I will read this again and I'm sure take more out of it. It really was a timely and perfect answer for what I'm grappling with. Hugs 😊💜

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Feather-babies at the river .....

 

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Great photos @Faith-and-Hope !!!

I love the birdie num-nums...

Re: Writing As A Form Of Therapy

It was my pleasure, @Former-Member. it is truly a great thing to explore these concepts, these behaviours, these insights...

All the answers we ever need are within, in my humble opinion... we can be our own gurus, and even get to the point where there is not a need for a guru at all, not even ourselves...

This thing that is consciousness... what a wonder, what a delight it is...

I could spend a lifetime exploring the complex and subtle wonders of our consciousness... oh wait... that's right... I am spending a lifetime exploring the complex and subtle... etc. etc....

Hahaha...

Hugs right back at ya... 🙂

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Thank you @Silenus.  You are the one that has inspired me so much to write.  No one in my life have ever said to me how good I have done things. Or even praised me.  Never.  My mum would always say something negative to me.  Never anything nice like 'you look nice today'  No she didn't know that kind of vocabulary.  

Anyway, enough of her.  

Thank you @Silenus from the bottom of my heart.  you are truly an amazing guy, inspirational.  I always love reading your stories, poems and advice you give.

Thank you for your massive hugs that you send.  

How are you today, I am sorry I always forget to ask about you.

Take care xxxxooo

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Hey @Faith-and-Hope

I love these photos.  They are beutiful.  I tried to put a photo of my dog but it didn't work 😞

I really want to show you my Jersey.  how has your day been?

take care xxxooo

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Hi @BlueBay

My day has been good.  My youngest turns 18 tomorrow and has been struggling to fit the sizes and shapes of clothes she used to wear.  With all the stresses, dramas, and illness of our situation she has gained weight and was really down on herself. 

Well, we found the perfect dress to suit the size and shape she is, still look young and fashionable enough for her taste, and she feels and looks lovely in it.  Tired, but mission accomplished !!

Out to the movies tonight - trying to fit in some family stuff before WH (Wayward Husband) is off aga in the day after D3's birthday (!) and around his eating-and-exercise-all-encompassing-regimen (!!).

I'm going to find myself a big fat medal to stick in the middle of my forehead when I have survived all this ....

💗

 

Relationsh!ts and loathe affairs...

this is inspired by the often tumultuous and painful relationship with my ex

it was confusing inspiring and all consuming

it was toxic poison infecting my very core

it was hell

but f@#k me dead if i didn't love that sh!t

 

Relationsh!ts and loathe affairs...

 

our love was the thing of dreams

you know those nightmares where everyone screams

it was so powerful you sought reprieve

but if you loved me why the f@#k did you let me leave

our love was a thing of chaos babe

it would lead us both unbeknownst to an early grave

our love well it had f@#king teeth

if you loved me why couldn't you seen the pain beneath

our love feasted on encounters of flesh

it was as necessary and as needed as our own breath

more times than i care to count it scared me

why the f@#k didn't i ever feel as if you truly loved me

the way i loved you with my entire whole

you were my love my life my body and my soul

day to day you would attempt to destroy me

ensnare me and trap em in a prison never to be free

you tried to change me into what i am not

the man you fell for wild and crazy you seemed to have forgot

what drew me to you was your compassion and heart

your sense of self and sensibility i craved from the very start

for as long as i could i held onto that ideal as i died

i would never dare change you i never would have f@#king tried

but change is what you wished i would have did

tried to fit me into a box that i never ever would have fit

flesh to flesh became our only connections

as we had grown apart and aimed in two different directions

i just wanted to be the best i could be

and you just wanted whats best for both you and me

but i am a realist or nihilist i know i am flawed

would never achieve what you f@#king wanted no matter how much effort i poured

into the task that destroyed me and taunted me inside

i was feeling abandoned by you and in my heart love died

i could no longer pretend that i was your man

no longer felt the comfort of your embrace or your hand

i want you to leave me i would scream in my head

i would leave the room and wish that when i returned you where dead

i wanted so bad to be free that i would grieve

but i f@#king loved you so much that i couldn't i wouldn't just leave...

 

 

 

 

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