52and40/33 Feel The Burn

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How is it October?  And 2017?  And, bloody hell, I’m 41.  Anxiety’s  a tide inside my flesh.  What if I don’t have time to do it all, whatever else ‘it’ might be?  Then, eight hours later, zen.

My five nights on Raasay were wonderful.  Even the fall into a wide burn as if it were a bathtub was brilliant.  I attempted a swing from a tree branch to cross the water and, well, the rest is history – especially the branch.  It was a moment time did slow though, so, beautiful in it’s own way…

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Guest What?

Just a quick heads up to let you know I guest posted at the fabulous Zeit My Geist blog last week.  My post is about surviving Post Natal Depression and acknowledging some of the strain it puts on relationships.  More than anything though it’s about love, health and good and bad luck because, at the end of the day, aren’t most things?

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You’ll find fantastic reading on ZmG.  Affirmative writing about identity is always a winner with me.  I particularly adored Anna’s recent posts about owning arrogance as a positive, feminist quality and 10 signs you’ve reached the ‘Fuck You’ level of life.  Enjoy…..

 

52and39/21 Reach Out and Touch

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People touch the toe of the David Hume statue on the Royal Mile.

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Some say for good luck or knowledge, others make pilgrimage to ensure Uni exam success – particularly in philosophical studies – Hume’s speciality.

It’s a magnificent statue.

The man with the now sticky out toe was pretty sassy, overall. He went to university at around twelve years old from a financially challenged home.  He rejected religious dogma, survived mental ill-health, wrote a bestseller and gifted us wisdom; “It is seldom that liberty of any kind is lost all at once.”

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