Today I have accepted my life That the condition has to be managed not removed I have accepted my life That is ok to be alone I have accepted my life That I need to step outside my comfort zone I have accepted my life Not to over analyse the little things I have accepted my life To smile again I have accepted my life To quickly say sorry and move forward I have accepted That there are areas of my life Where ongoing development is needed.
I heard what she said I liked what she said ‘Embellish your life’ It resonated with me Embellish your life With things that matter With things that you want Leave behind grievances of the past Start new, start fresh Step into a new you Come from a new perspective Find a solution Switch off your mind Breathe Take in your landscape Place on it Your imprint
I wanted to tell my story I wanted to put words to my story I wanted to find pictures to tell my story I wanted to put emotions into the story I wanted to bring characters to life I wanted to shake them all up Allow them to think To allow me to think If someone listens I can write it
We were perfect strangers Who would meet once a week Same time, same place Where I go off loaded my inner thoughts My deep inner fears I am allowed to be vulnerable I am allowed to be a child at times I am allowed to be scared I am allowed to be safe I am allowed to regress into a child Until I could salvage Until I could make sense of xx Until I could make sense of an unkind world I learnt to acknowledge I learnt to hold back I learnt to let go I learnt to be true to myself Until I could walk away Knowing I could revisit Unresolved luggage The next time
I feel better when I am able to… Listen to the voice of reason Rather than the voices in my head. Draw back the curtains to allow the sun to stream in, Instead of dwelling on the darkness within Focus on the filigree of a frosted leaf Instead of picking apart each of my problems. Appreciate the tune of the trees in the wind And ignore the call of cynicism Breathe in the new-mown scent of grass and damp evening rose Walk barefoot on a sandy beach, Rather than tread the stony path of solitude Taste the sea spray on my lips Instead of drowning in my own despair Accept comfort from my friends Rather than twist myself further into barbed isolation. Let you hold my hands and lift me to your heart And I accept that I am loved
I have one chance, but I am living many parts to acquiesce through a single existence. I am many pieces of one society. Many expressions of one face, a million voices, but one imagination. There are many hills, but one mountain, many roads but only one way. Though I walk alone – I am living in one world. To be returned to one grave. I feel better when I am on top of a wave of love, feeling many joys, with only one heart, for one woman. And the river flows through all our veins, the light shines through all our eyes, the music is heard by every ear. I used to be one island, but I am myriad lives, experiencing the same dream. Though I wake and sleep at different times. I feel better when I am one. We are all in disparate pieces, for there are many waters, but one ocean.
When it is calm like water,
When all you can hear are the waves from the ocean,
Above the birds are chirping,
And the wind blowing across making the leaves on the tree rattle.
I feel better when I am free like a bird,
High above all, and there is no scared to fall,
I feel better when I am at home,
Surrounded by family, whom I love of all.
Challenges I have to face, making sure that I win the race,
Many are in the same boat, but there is only one from all to choose,
Selected are those who have passion, and show determination,
Proud, I was to be selected from those.
I feel better when I am myself, and not pretending,
I feel better when I am accepted for who I am,
I feel better when life brings new challenges and opportunities,
And I feel better when I am someone who is known.
Life is like seasons, which change over time,
With each passing day, I feel myself grow,
Opportunity came my way, and I would be a fool to turn it away,
Today where I stand I call my second home,
This is the place which will give me my identity, and a future to secure,
I feel better when I am at work, and LPT is where I belong.
I feel better when i am
When i’m singing in my band
Out on the stage
guitar in my hand
strumming the chords
to my favourite songs
while every one dances
and sings along
Playing tunes from times gone by
Seeing the joy in every ones eyes
At the end of the night
As we dim the lights
packed on the floor
And shouting for more
the part of the evening
That makes us all sign
We Sing the last song
And say good bye
I’ve been thinking for a while
About what makes me happy
When I am not
And I struggled at first,
Because everything seems so dark most of the time.
But then I remembered
That I like long soaks in the bath.
And I like warm mediterranean thunderstorms,
And cups of tea with big slices of cake
Playing hide and seek,
Climbing trees and jumping in puddles to hear the splash.
Watching the sun rise,
And things that are blue.
And I like the crash of the waves on the shore,
And how they wash the sand from my toes.
The way that roller coasters make my stomach feel,
And the compressed silence of being underwater.
I like reciting tongue twisters in silly voices,
And standing under the cherry tree
As it loses its petals.
And dropping sheets of ice on the ground
to hear them shatter,
Dancing in bare feet
And singing to no music.
I like bright lights
And loud noises,
And absolute darkness.
I like moving
And nothing can stop that.
I feel better when I am…
over nothing really,
but it means everything
that you are there, sharing.
I feel better when I am …
walking on an empty beach,
battling through the wind
the desperation gone
I feel better when I am laughing
My Dad is the best, when it comes to a quip
His sharp retorts crack like a whip
My sisters and I took him on as a challenge
Mealtimes hilarious, except for poor Mum
Wanting to eat quietly and not listen to puns
So silence was ordered which we tried to obey
Though my dad with his gestures created affray
With each of us saying, “It was him, not me”
My Dad denying it with a face full of glee
Seeing laughter in life and telling it so
He’s enabled us all, to laugh through our woes
Not dismissing or diminishing that Life can be sad
And understanding with laughter it isn’t so bad
We’ve all had tough times, when we’ve all really tried
To not be depressed, but continuously cried
At unexpected loss whatever that was
And then in the post a ridiculous letter
Of nonsense, composed to make us feel better
The tears of loss that had made us feel sad
Became tears of laughter . . . . . .
Thank you so much to my wonderful DAD
I feel better when….
I get up in the morning
I feel free from my pain
I open my curtains
I have everything to gain
The small things matter
They touch me the most
A cup of hot tea
Or marmite on toast
The sun on my face
The wind in my hair
When I feel this good
I feel free and don’t care
I go through the day
You all see I am well
When inside my head
Is burning like hell
But with the help I get
I am starting to find
Life is getting better
I’m leaving the pain behind
I feel better when I think
About all the good I do
If I can feel like this
The remember so can you
Good to be alive
Hi I’m Jo, was a lady wife
Had children 3
How I miss the noise and din
What’s for tea
Mum, why be glum?
I was a daughter with
Mum would say Jo
Close that door
And it’s me never trouble free
I have a brother and sister
To me they’re a pain
It’s like having a blister
And sheer bliss,
These 2 I don’t miss
At all, when I don’t get a call
So out of doors I go, I see
There are birds in the trees
Sky so blue
Glad I am me not you
Good health, good news
Today I am cancer free
So glad, yes lucky me
I know at mindset
My mind is set on
Getting a job daily
And not lazing around like a slob
So Jo it’s good to be alive
No more trouble and strife
Goodbye Jo Willbye
I am better when I am…
Spending time with those who matter.
You know… those who really matter because they need me and I, in turn, need them. That time is special time and more precious than a diamond of very many carats in size.
Communing with nature in the big outdoors.
You know…those places that blow me away through their sheer, wild beauty, that are teeming with life, so amazing in its diversity and wondrous in its intricacy and, without doubt, utterly priceless.
Thinking of others and their feelings and needs.
You know…those who, when I think of all that gets me down, still have more problems and woes than I have ever had in my lifetime. Thoughts and actions to help them smile are beyond earthly worth to me.
Making time stand still.
You know…closing my eyes, listening and feeling while the world goes about its day. No words attached to sensations; just a deep feeling of peace and acceptance. No value attached, but plenty added.
Facing the monsters.
You know…those moments of fear and worry when nothing seems real. I have a face for that monster and some words to hurl until it backs away. And it does, without payment, when challenged.
Counting blessings and saying thank-you.
You know…there is so much I take for granted and yet so much I am in awe of. Saying thank you for those little things turns dark into light and negative into positive, like turning honey drops into golden memories.
Filling up time so life’s busy, busy, busy.
You know…those empty moments can hold unwanted thoughts that full calendars can dispel. If I have plans and obligations in front of me then my focus is clear, like a faceted crystal in sunlight.
Laughing as long and loudly as possible.
You know…making the most of those chances to relax and outpour pent up emotions, no matter how small and inconsequential the trigger. The merit of uncontrollable mirth pays dividends beyond the contents of any purse.
Remember those little things. One day, looking back, they may appear, after all, to have been the biggest things in life.