52and40/29 Realignment

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I’ve been waking for weeks feeling badly misaligned.  We had builders in, next door have builders in, two houses adjacent had builders in.  With all the banging, shouting and stress there’s been little chance for creativity; each time I transported to inner space interruptions brought me clattering back.  In parallel, feeling predated a notch too far when I moved around in workout clothes for running and yoga, I switched to just walking.

Muted, twice over, my connections to peace.

‘Sad’, as the predator in chief himself would say.

Fuck that.  Comeback time.

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52and39/43 Hunker Down

Autumn’s a time for appreciating contrasts.  I’ve been walking and running more mindfully than usual, it’s easy to do in this season of wet pavements, dry leaves, shadowy buildings and bright mid-morning skies.52and39

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The dog stops and waits for me to take photos or scratches his back on long grass or a tree trunk while I admire stuff.  One black dog’s goodness keeps the badness of another black dog from nipping my heels, I believe.

At home, the lamps and heating are on.  I wrap myself into hibernation mode, in Autumn.

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52and39/33 Shut Up and Let Me Go

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I’ve come to acknowledge I have an unhealthy relationship with competitiveness.  It lives inside of me, waiting to jump out of my shoulder and be hideous to people or show off and maraud around like an ape on steroids.

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I’ve become the patient, hippyish parent of this hyper, pulsing alter-ego.  My body is its Steiner School.  It’s treated with love and its bad behaviour is ignored.

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I use distractions to lure it from evil.  I praise it when it is contributing to positive outcomes that make the whole class feel good.

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For clarity and cake hunting sanity, the interior cafe & cake shots are taken at Pentland Plants Ltd.  

52and39/13 Special Delivery

Spring’s arriving in Edinburgh.

It’s not coming all at once but rather in a series of packages that fight through the wind and the rain before bursting open.  Little love bombs of colour and sunshine, drying things out and birthing newness that winter had put in a cupboard and told us to forget about.

Everyone seems happier, kinder and more open in the sunshine.  The summer we arrived in Edinburgh was grim.  The weather was awful and people were not for talking.  I realise I can take that less personally now.

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