Sex.
Such a wonderful, glorious act.
The sensations of freedom and oneness at the same time.
Expression of love.
Expression of lust and passion.
Consenting adults, exploring each other intimately. Breaking free of the boundaries and idealisms ingrained into us as we grow into adults. The finding of your own sexual being, exciting and heart racing. Inner bliss and release, which radiate from within creating outward self confidence.
Saturday, 31 March 2012
Wednesday, 28 March 2012
Olympics
If GB would put a little more effort into sports at school,encouraging and celebrating natural athletic abilities instead of crushing and wasting them under pressures of academia, shoved behind a desk, we may have more of a valid reason to celebrate the coming Olympics being held in London.
Right now the Olympics, to me is a great way for people with money to make more money by cashing in. Also how many "average" people on the street are going to get a chance to actually be there.
Are the people of GB proud of their athletes or just the fact that their country was chosen to hold the games??
Right now the Olympics, to me is a great way for people with money to make more money by cashing in. Also how many "average" people on the street are going to get a chance to actually be there.
Are the people of GB proud of their athletes or just the fact that their country was chosen to hold the games??
Tuesday, 20 March 2012
"Mid-life" Crisis??
Okay so mid-life is probably not correct and crisis, well no I don't think so either but there is a lot of realisation and acceptance I'm needing to do right now.
I am in my 31st year of life.
It seems as though I blinked at the age of 16 then all of a sudden here I am! Grown up, a mother and a wife! Realising that I really did take my young, single days for granted. I took them too seriously, cared too much about what others thought and my body image was stinking (still struggle with that one).
Although I would never want to give up what I have in life now; I do wish that when I was younger I had made some different choices.
Never having lived on my own minus a boyfriend I often linger over how nice the idea is, of having your own space to do with as you please. No doubt back in the day I would of had many pink fluffy things about, lots of pictures of fairies and a mix-match of charity shop furniture.
All I can say is I will be fully supporting and encouraging my children when they are older to branch out, fly the nest and experience the world of independence with the supportive and listening shoulder of a mother to lean on when needed.
I am in my 31st year of life.
It seems as though I blinked at the age of 16 then all of a sudden here I am! Grown up, a mother and a wife! Realising that I really did take my young, single days for granted. I took them too seriously, cared too much about what others thought and my body image was stinking (still struggle with that one).
Although I would never want to give up what I have in life now; I do wish that when I was younger I had made some different choices.
Never having lived on my own minus a boyfriend I often linger over how nice the idea is, of having your own space to do with as you please. No doubt back in the day I would of had many pink fluffy things about, lots of pictures of fairies and a mix-match of charity shop furniture.
All I can say is I will be fully supporting and encouraging my children when they are older to branch out, fly the nest and experience the world of independence with the supportive and listening shoulder of a mother to lean on when needed.
Friday, 16 March 2012
The "Big Men"!
This Country is full of them.
Their place in society now more resembling that of wood worm!
They are no longer in your face but they are still there eating away at the fabric of lower/working class areas.
Many of the head honcho's back in the day "made" themselves enough money to move away from the areas they controlled, to prettier tree-lined avenues, leaving their drink and drug fuelled "hard boys" behind to protect and control.
Jobless and claiming every sort of benefit they sit full of their own importance, lost in time. Still trying to command respect through fear!
Their place in society now more resembling that of wood worm!
They are no longer in your face but they are still there eating away at the fabric of lower/working class areas.
Many of the head honcho's back in the day "made" themselves enough money to move away from the areas they controlled, to prettier tree-lined avenues, leaving their drink and drug fuelled "hard boys" behind to protect and control.
Jobless and claiming every sort of benefit they sit full of their own importance, lost in time. Still trying to command respect through fear!
Tuesday, 13 March 2012
Friday, 9 March 2012
Sleep walking consumers
I am distracted living in the concrete jungle. Any green areas are in a bad state. The majority of "parents" dragging, no I shouldn't say that, bringing their children up don't seem to care.
Respect for our beautiful nature is thrown to the gutter.
Consumerism has consumed the poorest areas, the poorest people eating into media driven idealism; the idea that having all these material things will make their lives happier, fuller and more meaningful.
We are a spoon-fed nation, with a majority of sleepwalkers; the people with the grossest amounts of money like it that way. We, the masses keep them rich.
Wake up.
Stop, feel some stillness.
Think for yourself.
The truth may not always feel comfortable.
The truth can be heavy to hold.
So grab it,
Hold it,
Feel it,
Know it,
Set it down then choose your path.
Be awake.
Respect for our beautiful nature is thrown to the gutter.
Consumerism has consumed the poorest areas, the poorest people eating into media driven idealism; the idea that having all these material things will make their lives happier, fuller and more meaningful.
We are a spoon-fed nation, with a majority of sleepwalkers; the people with the grossest amounts of money like it that way. We, the masses keep them rich.
Wake up.
Stop, feel some stillness.
Think for yourself.
The truth may not always feel comfortable.
The truth can be heavy to hold.
So grab it,
Hold it,
Feel it,
Know it,
Set it down then choose your path.
Be awake.
Thursday, 8 March 2012
BRAIN FOG!!!!
Oh brain fog! It is never far away.
Brain fog or depression?
Different or the same thing?
I can liken life with brain fog, to driving a car in heavy fog. Nice and clear then.......................BOOM! It hits you.
Mornings are a popular time for its visitation.
"Oh no!" I think, fighting it until I am consumed by the thick, brain fog treacle. Things feel as though they are in slow motion, no matter how quick you feel you are going or want to go. The hands of a clock tell a different story; simple things take such a bloody long time.
Brain fog or depression?
Different or the same thing?
I can liken life with brain fog, to driving a car in heavy fog. Nice and clear then.......................BOOM! It hits you.
Mornings are a popular time for its visitation.
"Oh no!" I think, fighting it until I am consumed by the thick, brain fog treacle. Things feel as though they are in slow motion, no matter how quick you feel you are going or want to go. The hands of a clock tell a different story; simple things take such a bloody long time.
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