Answering the Proust Questionnaire under the Influence of Female Hormones

Marcel Proust by Standard Designs My brain is neither predominantly male nor female. I know this because I took a test to determine the sexuality of that particular member of the club known as me… on the internet and internet tests and their results are known to be accurate. My body is predominantly female. I... Continue Reading →

Dreams are made of this… Who am I to disagree

Sweet dreams are made of this... The False Mirror by Rene Magritte I adored Sweet Dreams by Eurythmics when I first heard it back in the day… what day was that? It’s one of those songs that has become part of the soundtrack of my teenage years. Those years also known as being traumatised by... Continue Reading →

Then he’d look off some place in the distance… At something only he could see

Old Cowboy by HCui Often in life we yearn for someone to know us, to be interested in who we are, to explore us and understand us. Sometimes it feels like an unrequited yearning. Sometimes that which is unrequited is better that way. Unrequited love is a love which never dies because it is never... Continue Reading →

It was morning, and the new sun sparkled gold across the ripples of a gentle sea

“It was morning, and the new sun sparkled gold across the ripples of a gentle sea.” ― Richard Bach For two days in a row the crack of dawn was announced by the grinding and whirring of machinery. But what was this machinery doing? The sleepy consciousness of the human who was awoken by the... Continue Reading →

Being Ignored – The SEO Angle

I LOVE (yes, I’m using CAPS ergo I’m shouting) THIS POST!

Don Charisma’s blog is a great one to follow and not just because he’s a great guy and blogger and photographer and thinker and human… but because you can learn a lot about blogging from him too!

I completely agree about OM. I have learned a lot about blogging from him and his blog Harsh Reality (I haven’t followed Shattered Smoke yet, my bad and it may be a continued bad on my part because life and stuff). Especially about comments and blogging etiquette.

His blog was one of the first to follow mine. Something he does. And it was one of the first I commented on… and almost fell over in surprise when he replied.

I was flapping around like the crazed shy person that I am when I received my first comments on WP. I didn’t know what to do or how to do whatever it was I should do and other stuff like that, and OM showed me the way. He set an example which I thought was wise to follow.

Took me a while to activate what he taught, but now I always reply to a comment on my blog… sometimes I reply too much. I’m still learning and you do have to be true to yourself if your blog is you, which mine is. Sort of… teasing, or am I!?

I never expect the bloggers on whose posts I comment to reply to me. So I sometimes miss their replies (again, my bad). I do however check to see if they are the strong silent type or the replying interactive type. I tend to feel warmer towards those who reply because then I know they are human (it’s a quirk of mine to check if people are, too long to explain).

Thanks Don Charisma, Brilliant post as ever!

Don Charisma

My professional integrity says that I keep my personal life largely to myself in my work. I find when more problematic/troublesome situations come up, I prefer to work on my art/photography/visual side of things or if I’ve got myself extremely busy then cease blogging all together. I do this because words cannot be taken back once written, and sometimes I just don’t want to write what I’m thinking or even be writing about something else whilst I’m thinking it (include feeling in that).

We’re all learning all of the time and this is about what’s on mind my mind, without talking about what’s on my mind, if that makes sense 🙂 Daughters Daughters

This blog is my combined personal / professional site, so I do sometimes share what’s personally relevant to what I’m doing professionally … also what this post is about.

My friend Opinionated Man recently gave me the…

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Some may say I’m wishing my days away…

“Some may say I'm wishing my days away No way And if it's the price I pay Some say Tomorrow's another day You stay I may as well play” - The Police, Walking on the Moon I’ve taken quite a few steps in the past couple of years which have felt gigantic to me, and... Continue Reading →

Opera is when a guy gets stabbed in the back and, instead of bleeding, he sings.

“Opera is when a guy gets stabbed in the back and, instead of bleeding, he sings.” ― Robert Benchley Numbers of operas which I have seen performed live - 1. It was at the Royal Opera House in London. It was The Magic Flute. And all I can recall is there were people who were... Continue Reading →

When someone steals your original idea and publishes it a hundred years before you were born

“Anticipatory plagiarism occurs when someone steals your original idea and publishes it a hundred years before you were born.” ― Robert K. Merton In an episode of Suits - She Knows | season 2, episode 1 - a TV series about corporate/business lawyers which is brilliantly written, directed and acted - a woman sued the... Continue Reading →

The world is so full of a number of things…

“The world is so full of a number of things, I’m sure we should all be as happy as kings.” ― Robert Louis Stevenson What do you treasure? What’s most important to you? Those questions were asked by Krista for The Daily Post’s Weekly Photo Challenge: Treasure I loved her story about her own treasure,... Continue Reading →

There is no getting around it – people are hard to live with

The Life of Buckingham by Augustus Leopold Egg “You seem to be under the impression that there is a special breed of bad humans. There is no such thing as a stereotype bad man in this world. Under normal conditions, everybody is more or less good, or, at least, ordinary. But tempt them, and they... Continue Reading →

Behind the Facade of the Narcissist’s Silent Treatment

Adi Nes from Boys SeriesThe other day the beautiful and insightful Kim Saeed gave me a Not Featured on Freshly Pressed award nomination. Her blog - Let Me Reach - tackles the painful experience of being in a relationship with a Narcissist and offers ways to heal and recover from it.In her own words:“...what matters... Continue Reading →

The First Sign of Madness

Why is talking to yourself considered one of the first signs of madness? Surely it should be seen as a sign of sanity. How am I supposed to get to know myself, who I am, what I enjoy doing, what I like or don’t like, what my dreams are, what my fears are, work through... Continue Reading →

Live as if you’d drop dead in ten seconds…

Ray Bradbury by sigu “Stuff your eyes with wonder, he said, live as if you'd drop dead in ten seconds. See the world.” ― Ray Bradbury Leave a legacy… I’d rather not. Forget about me... remember yourself. But the choice is not really mine. No, I know… in theory it is mine. In practice... I... Continue Reading →

Awesome Blog Content Award Nominations – Strike the bell

“We meet no ordinary people in our lives.” ― C.S. Lewis The very motivating and motivated force of nature and nurture known as - Hunt FOR Truth - nominated me for an ABC (Awesome Blog Content) Award - Some Fine Awesome Blog Content - please check out the other nominees. Thank you very much! It's... Continue Reading →

The Ideal Lover

A quick intro and then a story about a dream lover. Do you remember the first time you dreamed about your ideal lover? Can you still picture him or her? Is that first ideal lover the same as the one you dream about today? Even if you’re warmly ensconced in a relationship with a lover,... Continue Reading →

Even idiots have ranks, and I’ve given myself a high one for ego purposes

  I have learned a lot about myself through my interactions with others. Through things I have said to them. Both positively and negatively. Both have given me gifts of enlightenment. I have discovered that my heart is capable of greater love than I ever imagined was possible. That I am far kinder than I... Continue Reading →

My Mother Once Told Me…

A Victorian Family Portrait via The Independent My mother once told me… That as a child she used to imagine what being loved and loving would be like. One particular memory stood out in her mind. Not a single memory of one incident, but a memory of longing and yearning which coloured an incident which... Continue Reading →

Nothing to Say

owl by Yair-Leibovich This is an old post recycled because... Some days I really have nothing to say. Incomplete thoughts float around in my head like leaves on a stream.If I could focus on one, then perhaps it would take shape and form into a conversation. All the thoughts seem like they would lead somewhere... Continue Reading →

How Can You Outwit Peter Pan and His Secretive Ways?

"Where Every Moment Leaves You Hungry For More" - Russel Brand as Captain Hook - Dream Disney series by Annie Leibovitz How can you outwit Peter Pan and his secretive ways? That question was asked of me on tumblr by Anonymous. I don’t know how many other people have also been asked this question by... Continue Reading →

Anonymous Asked You

I am finding it impossible to concentrate today, which reminded me of this old post…
It’s strange to re-read old posts and see what I was thinking or feeling once upon a time not so long ago…
Does present me agree with past me?
Was my truth then still my truth now?
Do I think I was talking BS then… and what about now?
Have I changed my mind, perspective, myself?
Has there been a shift?
Did I figure out whatever problem I was trying to elucidate for myself?
Have I moved on or am I still stuck in a rut, a knot, a conundrum?
I know myself so well… and yet there is always a new facet or way to view myself to discover, which blogging can reveal both in the present and in reviewing the past.
Anyway… enjoy my nonsense!
Have a lovely Sunday!

An Upturned Soul

Is there anyone in this world more mysterious than Anonymous. Famous and infamous, ageless, timeless, sometimes funny, sometimes sad, offering wisdom, advice, encouraging words, although not always, occasionally going out of their way to brazenly insult, perhaps as a challenge to see what kind of a person we are, perhaps as a way to toughen us up, to balance our sense of ourselves, of other people, to let us know that not everyone will be kind, so we must strengthen the muscles we use to deal with adversity.

Although, so far, all the things Anonymous has had to say to me have all been very polite, kind, and thoughtfully thought-provoking.

Anonymous is a very curious soul, and loves to ask questions.

So, Anonymous asked me: If you were stranded on an island, what are the three things you would take with you?

Now, I could just give a straightforward answer…

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One Lovely Blog Award Nomination – Colemining – made of the myth

I was going to reblog a post by one of my favourtie bloggers to follow on WordPress, but... I decided it was too difficult to choose and so I went for the easy and lazy option of just reblogging the entire blog by nominating it for a blog award. My logic... makes sense sometimes. The... Continue Reading →

Another Me

  “It would be very hard to think "I am over there" and "Can I go meet me?" and "Is that me better than this me?" "Can I learn from the other me?" "Has the other me made the same mistakes I've made?" Or, "Can I sit down and have a conversation with me?" Wouldn't... Continue Reading →

Personality Disordered

by Meenasapra via ToonDoo I tend to take what experts say with a pinch of skepticism. I didn’t always. I used to buy into the illusion that they know what they are talking about and that’s that. Take them at face value and perhaps they do know everything there is to know about their chosen... Continue Reading →

Covert Oops – codename: She Who Laughs First

She who laughs first turns embarrassment into a shared moment of fun, of ice-breaking joviality, of another fight won against perfectionism, of loosening the noose of seriousness, of just plain being human appreciation. I’ll admit I look rather sinister in that photo, but a funny kind of sinister. I have a twisted sense of humour... Continue Reading →

CHARM IS MAgic – but what kind of magic is it?

“Charisma is the numinous aura around a… …personality. It flows outward from a simplicity or unity of being and a composure and controlled vitality. There is gracious accommodation, yet commanding impersonality. Charisma is the radiance produced by the interaction of male and female elements in a gifted personality. The charismatic woman has a masculine force... Continue Reading →

Swimming, Crawling, Walking, Talking

Photo by Cheri Lucas Rowlands via The Daily Post   Before I learned to do anything else, except eating, drinking and sleeping, I learned to swim. I was a lucky baby. My parents had a house with a pool. It was a big curvaceous pool, with tiny shimmering mosaic tiles of varying shades of blue,... Continue Reading →

Saint and Sinner

Maria Rubinke sculpture via High Fructose Magazine When you meet someone new, a breath of fresh air blows into your life. A dance ensues, where you get to know them, and they get to know you. At first it is a festival of likes, and it continues that way for a while, but then the... Continue Reading →

We are most Afraid of Others doing to Us what we do to Them

What would you say is the most constant fear which you have in relationships? It’s not necessarily the greatest fear, the one shouting the loudest in your mind, sometimes it is the quietest one because it knows that a whisper penetrates much further than a shout. It’s a drip drip drip that works its way... Continue Reading →

I Am NOT a Morning Person

This is a post which I can relate to in oh so many ways… do not wake me up until I am ready to do so unless you want to get bitten by a feral human. Human bites are more infectious than animal bites, especially feral human bites. Just saying… I haven’t actually bitten anyone – sort of lying about that but I was a small child then and they were an annoying adult who couldn’t take a hint – but I have fantasised about it and wanted to follow through on the fantasy. But, you know, we’re all in this crazy thing called life on Earth together… yadda yadda.
If you’re a night owl, say ‘Hoooo’ or something and check out this lovely blogger and explore the archives, there be treasures.

In the Net! - Stories of Life and Narcissistic Survival

Why is it that the morning people dominate the world??? Discriminatory, I say! My rights are being trampled on!!

Night owls of the world arise! You have nothing to lose but your sack time, and that’s already happening! We need respect! We need understanding! We need coffee!

I hate mornings.

I really hate mornings when you’re with someone who’s all perky and bright and chirpy.

They sing at you: La da ti da dahh di da doe mi so la fa dahhh …

That’s what it sounds like to me. Then, because you don’t respond because you can’t understand them, they sing at you again, more loudly this time. It’s like having a gong go off in your head.

And because you aren’t like them, they can get all huffy and defensive and even start viewing you as a lesser species.

A word of advice: it ain’t about you, morning…

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The Story of Snow Doll

When I was a child my mother used to tell me Japanese folklore stories. Her favourite story was - O Tsuru no Ongaeshi - The Grateful Crane. There are two versions of it, one with a young man and one with an old couple. I was told the latter version. It is the tale of... Continue Reading →

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