52and39/39 Rise, Fall and Wonder

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We watched the chimneys at the decommissioned Cockenzie Power Station being demolished on Saturday.  They touched, then fell together.

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Years ago, a friend had two huge pieces of art in transit. Each was on chunky canvas, about two metres square.  I loved them before I even knew what I was looking at.  One featured a crane; yellow, powerful, enormous.  It looked limited, a tight muscle ready to be directed in careful dance.  The other was the red rivet and line detail of treated steel: a new building emerging amidst city shadows.

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52and39/38 Let It Linger

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Autumn’s my favourite. Colours, light and air are incredible and fashion wise I pull on a sweater and exist in a micro-climate within it, basically becoming a talking, typing, ball of wool with heavily mascara’d eyes til May.

Bliss.

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This year the garden’s giving the first proper feedback from getting more love.  I peer out windows or wander out – just to see if anything’s grown or changed.  It’s like meditation or gazing at your sleeping child – everything else fades away and only the tunnel visioned and detailed peaceful engagement is left.

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Linking up this week with the stunning How Does Your Garden Grow series at Mammasaurus

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52and39/37 Making A Space

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52and39Sometimes, when we’d really like someone to change, we can be willing them on and unknowingly blocking them.

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Anyone I’ve known who ever changed (including myself) did so because of a big shock; a lambasting, gargantuan shock of the hand grenade in the mind variety; the type that obliterates then rewrites whatever went before.

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Willing someone to change isn’t enough.  Stepping out of a space to allow change to happen is, perhaps, a gesture of acceptance and hope.

And gently freeing yourself from the barbed wire is an act of love.

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52and39/36 Home Again, Home Again, Jiggety Jig

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Ubuntu means two things, as far as I know.

I first knew it as the name of a free operating system on a PC  my husband built to prove to himself that no matter how hard Apple and Microsoft tried, they couldn’t catch his maverick ass.52and39

Ubuntu’s also something pre-dating computers and globalisation.  It’s something more important. It’s an ancient African word describing a humanist belief: a philosophy that humans are connected by the bond of a shared story and the power in openness to one another, like in a marketplace.

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You can find out more about Stockbridge Market and its traders here.  

52and39/35 Back of the Net

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I’m thinking a LOT about self sabotage.

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I’m thinking about how I’ve elaborately protected myself from failure by subtlely self- sabotaging goals to such an extent that, it seemed, they just weren’t meant to be.

*sigh*

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I guess it’s my age.  I’ll be 39 tomorrow.  If I’m lucky I’m a little under the halfway point in my life.  I have some big dreams to make come true between here and the elegant in repose (with CostCo truffles) death-bed scene.  So I have to be really honest with myself.

What are the blocks?

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