Conversations with my Dad


Its another rainy day here …

Although I’d prefer to be snuggled up in the arms of the man I love. And Dad would prefer to have his beloved wife in his loving arms.

Its just Dad and I ❤

He had a rough night last night because his heart was hurting, missing Mam. He has alot of nights like that and there’s nothing we can do to take the hurt in his heart away 💔

This morning we’ve been talking …

About how he now FEELS his way through life more than he used to. Ho does so because his cancer treatment influences his hormones.

Prostrate cancer feeds and grows off testosterone, so medication is used as a chemical castrator. Something that gives rise to multiple physical and emotional challenges.

Dad has three daughters, so he’s no stranger to emotional sensitivities, but this experience gives him new insights into how women FEEL more than think through our heart break challenges.

Something I like to talk about, is how our social conditioning impacts on us.

I’m a woman who thinks alot about how she feels and Dad’s learning to allow his feelings to flow into thoughts. So we’ve been having some very interesting conversations ☺

Today, I’ve shared some of my heart break experiences with my Dad for the first time. Dad has shared some of his thoughts and feelings and we’ve talked about our grieving process.

Rainy days are such wonderful opportunities to connect and share with those we love ❤

The struggle to BE


Just because I have a positive attitude doesn’t mean the negative thoughts dont flow and overcome me.

Just because I have a strong and loving heart doesn’t mean the aches and breaks don’t consume and cripple me.

Just because I have the ability to bounce back from disappointments and challenges doesn’t mean they don’t hurt me.

Just because I have the courage to openly share my thoughts and feelings doesn’t mean the truth doesn’t confront and challenge me.

Sometimes life feels too hard
Sometimes I feel too tired
Sometimes I fall down into pieces
Sometimes I get messy

Sometimes I struggle to be positive, strong, resilient, open and courageous

Mindful interaction ❤

Holding onto what matters most


Last week I made an appointment for Dad to see the Doc and went to the calender to write down the time. I hadn’t noticed this until then, but his words touched my heart deeply.

Throughout Mam’s cancer journey our hearts ached and our guts twisted, as we witnessed our parent’s holding onto one another. A love that both warmed and broke our hearts 💔

Still coming to terms with Mam’s death, we’re also confronted by the heaviness of Dad’s grief and his battle with cancer, that continues.

Sometimes I wonder WHY ?
Sometimes all I can do is cry !!!

YES, I know that I have so many blessings to be grateful for, but life is challenging me in all directions and I’m so very fucking tired 😔

So, I remind myself that what doesn’t kill us can only make us stronger (or) perhaps part of us must die, in order to grow into the person we are to become?

Sometimes all we can do is hold onto those things that matter most to us.


A Mother’s Love ❤


Today my heart FEELS my daughter 💔

Loss is difficult, but when it comes in multiples in can feel like our entire world is being shaken up. Although I believe, that this happens on purpose. Change for our higher good, it doesn’t make it any easier to move through.

My daughter has lost her Grammy, a friendship and her job. She’s moving in with her Dad to sleep on the sofa and is now forced to rehome her dog, whom is her baby. And she does all this with so much courage and love.

I’m so VERY proud of you ❤

I FEEL my daughter because life has given me so many losses to learn and grow from. None of which have been easy, but experiences that have enriched my life in so many ways.

Experiences that I have openly shared with my cubs, in the hopes of helping them to see the good in a bad experience, the positive in a negative and the opportunity in the change.

I FEEL my daughter’s struggle and move through some uncomfortable thoughts and feelings around my inability to provide her with more support. Because I myself am moving through my own challenges in life.

I am LOST and unsure of my direction !!!

At times I feel like a failure because I see how my life choices continue to impact upon my cubs. In truth, sometimes I struggle to remain true to my own path because I fear the consequences of my choices. I don’t always feel confident and I often doubt myself.

Although I trust that Universe shakes up our lives on purpose, I often fall to my knees and pray for the strength to make it through.

I’m far from perfect but I hope that ALL of my cubs know how much I love them and how very proud I am to be their Mumma ❤💛💚💙💜

Life is a story awaiting to be written


Writing isn’t something I do,
it’s something I am.

Just as I breathe air into my lungs,
my words must be written.

I must allow the flow of creation to BE

Because writing, like me,
is my work in constant progress.

My tools,
aren’t just the pen and paper I use.

Writing requires those things,
but a writer is more than the tools they use.

Just as pen comes to paper,
my mind and body communicates.

Connection is the flow that allows creation

An analytical mind processes information,
and a romantic heart inspires the poet.

Every experience I have,
is my inspiration to CREATE. 

My life,
a story awaiting to be written ❤

Some thoughts must be experience before shared


I’m an open book and share many of my thoughts because I appreciate how our sharings have the ability to …

– Clarify conflicted thoughts
– Reduce tensions
– Increase understandings
– Improve relationships
– Strengthen friendships
– Deepen connections

But I don’t always choose to share what’s on my mind (or) what’s in my heart. Because some of my experiences are my own to flow with as they are happening.

Truth is, during the midst of my biggest challenges or my greatest joys, I’m fully in the experience. The writing and sharing often comes later, in reflection.

Sometimes, I sit alone with my discomforts, doubts, fears, hurts and uncertainties until they begin to make more sense to me.

Sometimes, I reflect over my sweet, delicious, exquisite, delightful and pleasurable moments, but I’m only willing to share a smile.

Sometimes, I explore different depths and dimensions of myself with no intention or need to share with others.

Sometimes, I dream, fantasize and travel inbetween worlds and dimensions alone, until I find what it is that I seek.

Sometimes, thoughts run through my mind and words fall away into wide open spaces because they hold no other purpose than to pass on by.

“Maybe some thoughts just taste sweeter inside our own minds where they aren’t tainted by the outside world” (Kate Rose)

I’m learning that some of my best and worst moments in life, are to be fully experienced before I choose to share my thoughts and heart with others.

Mindful interaction ❤