Friday, March 20, 2009

Stars for today from Rick Levine

Although it might seem like others at work are just starting a project anew, you have already begun yours. It's time for you to take your efforts to the next level by bringing additional stability into your life. This may require a new and different way of allocating your time. Instead of focusing on an inspirational or creative process, increase productivity by prioritizing your tasks and then doing them methodically, one after another.

Never before have the stars been so clear to me and what I have to do!

Thursday, March 19, 2009

Parlez-Vous Popbitch 09

Update your vocab the media-wank way

* Surprise sex is now known as a Pardew.
* Accidental pregnancy is a Spicer.
* Using your child to gain your own fame - pulling a Fritzl (male), or doing a Myerson (female)
* Becoming a celebrity because your parents are famous - a Geldof.

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

"Whatever you can do or dream, begin it. Boldness has genius, power and magic in it".
Goethe

Monday, March 16, 2009

Dawlish 14/03/09

The lap, lap, lap of the sea
A cocoon holding me
Nature, heartbeat.
Pull of the moon.
Salty seaweed,
Oxygen taste on my tongue
and in my nose.

Clearing, cleansing
Through my veins.
A burst of happiness.
My revery shot through by
the caw, caw, caw of seagulls.

Ice cream, ice flakes upon my tongue
Clotted cream I seek out the crust
and break through savory to the sweet
milky, thick and delectable.
Black swans glide past.

Friday, March 13, 2009

Thinking about Mother's Day

Trying to keep busy and keep my mind off that word...mum. A whole hole you've left. Tears are often pricking at my lids. My anger at the universe in unrivaled. Those questions all begin with why... I was already so heartbroken by Lee dying that I almost haven't felt your death quite as deeply - I feel ashamed almost. Did I not love you as dearly as I loved him? This seems unlikely. I have strong feelings, throat constricting, breathing difficult. Grief is so difficult because it fills every part of your life. A memory at every step. A recall. Sometimes happy following soon by sorrow. I can't cope with the up and down so I don't dare to think of what I'm putting my lover, my friends and my remaining family through. I'm the matriarch of my family but I'm not a mother. My womb's emptiness seems like an insult. The universe's last laugh. Mum is in every shop window, in every magazine. 'Why don't you treat your mother to this, to that'. There are people who are mother figures but why should I put that much pressure on another person. I have so much need inside that it would drown another. Even Jan couldn't cope with my needs at times; so much they are. I have the freedom too - there are good sides to being parentless. The first time I visited my granddad in the home - I wouldn't have been able to watch my parents there decaying over years. I'm glad I don't have to. The hospices were relatively quick. 6 months after we heard the word cancer. 6 months to die but more just wasting away. We thought it was the grief from loosing Lee. I'm only sorry I didn't listen sooner; too wrapped up in my own grief.