My 30th Blog.

Hello 30! Lets keep it going. It's not really a milestone to rave on about as I have written on so many other issues and topics that remain unpublished or worse may easily get deleted. I do enjoy writing my thoughts down on everyday events and life issues and I think I will always be old school where I start my drafts with paper and pen rather than letting my fingers run all over the keyboard, again my keyboard skills are not too shabby I guess starting out on a typewriter back in the day has helped me a lot to some point. There are stories and events I've written about (not published) that I feel I get a little too emotional where I have expressed strong views that even surprise myself, the bias clearly shows in these stories I would have written and so sometimes I just take step back and let all go. I think in the coming weeks I am going to enjoy my blog page, It is going to be an interesting going forward as I have taken up a dare to publish more of what I write.  So its tim

All Change.

Nothing stays the same forever and with time all things change, for the good or for the bad it all depends on the decisions we make with each passing minute. The entry into the year 2000 to many may seem like it all happened just a few weeks ago, to those who had babies born to them at that time, some of those babies have now turned most parents into grandparents. Time, moments, and memories are elements that make up a great part of our lives. The beauty of life is living in the current moment doing right now what we feel is right and good for our very own growth and sustainability, we must savour the moments and treasure the memories along the way. The past is left to memories, some we will never forget, some easily forgotten, and some memories have left scars reminding us where we come from and that the journey we are traveling has many ups and downs and many events we can not predict. Life goes on. A journey of self-growth depends on what kind of change we want to see in our lives.

A Journey of Continuous Learning in an ever Changing World.

I am reminded of my primary school days, after the school holiday breaks we would be required to write up compositions about what we did during the school break. Those who were fortunate enough to have been travelled out of the city or even the country, wrote fantastic stories while others, even though they wrote fictional stories still managed to use their imagination and write good stories.  I always struggled to complete one paragraph, I found it difficult to transform my thoughts onto paper, as hard as I tried it was clear writing stories was not one of my strengths. Over the course of my school days, I had a dream of becoming an author. Verbally I could tell good stories and I had a wild imagination, but the challenge of getting these words from my head on to paper seemed difficult.  I enjoyed the school library and spent a lot of time exchanging books to read, I loved that feeling of being immersed into other worlds as different authors told their stories with such amazing brilli

Navigating Life as a Creature of Habit and an Empath.

 In a world that often feels overwhelming and chaotic, some of us find solace in the safety and predictability of our routines. As creatures of habit, for whom stability is essential, often find ourselves grappling with the emotional toll of being an empath. As empaths, we are deeply affected by the emotions and energies of others, leaving us susceptible to feeling overwhelmed and exhausted. We can explore both the struggle and the beauty of being a creature of habit and an empath, and the sadness that comes with navigating through this sometimes cruel world. There is comfort in the familiar. We meticulously plan our days, seeking solace in the known, the structured, and the expected. Our routines provide us with a sense of control, stability, and security. They become our safe haven, allowing us to recharge and regain balance in an ever-changing world. Unfortunately, the predictable nature of our routines can also intensify the impact of empathic qualities, making it challenging to na

Conversations That Make Life Bearable

Life can be tough sometimes, but thankfully, we don't have to face it alone. Connecting with others can make life more bearable. Whether we're catching up with friends or sharing our struggles with a therapist, conversation helps us to feel heard, understood, and supported. For me, some of the most enjoyable conversations are with my partner and one or two other friends. There's something so comforting about being able to talk to someone who knows you well and cares about you deeply. Whether it's sharing a funny story, venting about a frustrating day, or delving into deep, existential questions, these conversations can help us to feel grounded and connected. Of course, not all conversations are created equal. To truly make the most of our conversations, it's important to cultivate certain qualities and approaches. I find that a good conversation is with someone who listens actively, asks thoughtful questions, and is willing to share their own experiences and perspec

Just breathe

The bomb explodes  Revealing the naked truth.  Fear takes a hold, as the heart beats Increase intensely. Questions fill a mind that is suddenly uninhabited.  The only sound is that thundering drum in the chest.  Is this shock? Or is this the trepidation they said would soon be realised.  Like the boa constrictor abandonment and despair take on a grip.  As you feel your bones crumble and break.  The only words your brain can remember saying..  - Just breathe -. 

The Importance of a good nights’ sleep.

I have suffered insomnia for all my life. I remember in my teens doctors only remedy was to prescribe some sort of sleeping tablets, it was amazing to just take a pill that allowed me to sleep through the night but left me with side effects worse than the sleep deprivation itself. I soon stopped taking them and felt human again, all this in my early age of the 20’s and vowed to myself that never again would I take such.   In the past few days sleep hasn’t come easy and I have tried all home-made remedies that I have been told could help, none to any avail.   I refuse to use any drug induced treatments as past experiences have left their scars I remember so well.   A lack of sleep can cause so much damage to the body, mind, and soul sometimes I feel I need a sleep clinic to help me get this sorted, in times like this my mind never functions as it should, I tend to make the wrong decisions I soon regret.   Today I visited my doctor and not surprisingly could only prescribe some