Turbulence


Lately I’ve been feeling the need to educate myself on the subject of heart palpitations. My heart at the moment is not plain sailing.

As I type this, there is an airplane overhead. It invokes that feeling of turbulence. If you have ever experienced turbulence you will know what I mean. You could be relaxing in your seat, trying to get some shut-eye, or you could be trying to watch the latest inflight entertainment, when the shaking begins. The seatbelt lights switch on, and everything begins to jump and move and shake. It is an odd, scary feeling. Are we safe? Are we going down. Will it get worse? Will it end. Are we there yet?

That is how my irregular heartbeat feels. Like one turbulent flight. My mother passed from a heart attack at the age of (nearly) 45. My grandmother had a heart condition.

And my (physical) heart of late has turbulence.

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Continuation


I looked to others

I looked for love

I looked to fill

My thirsty soul

All others failed

They loved elsewhere

I was stranded

Without air

I stopped awhile

I saw the world

Flowers and blossoms

And did all I could

To cherish life

To be aware

Of moments passing –

Windswept hair

Here today

Gone tomorrow

The cycles continue

Joy and sorrow

Spring and then fall

Night and day

Live every moment

Feel the sun’s rays!

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Self-Care

The more time I spend on healing, the more I realize the importance of self-care. On making the better choices for my own self. Some choices strengthen and others weaken. 

Recently I placed myself in a situation that I knew would not be good for me. I did it anyway. Because I could. Because I wanted to. I could feel the strength ebb from me. I was giving my power away.

(Perhaps) fortunately I became ill and had an  enforced break. My strength was renewed.

I have been able to stand back and allow myself the power and freedom to make choices for strength. For self-care. For self-love. 

For me.

Abundance

The world offers abundance. The earth has power that we can not even comprehend. Homes and houses and cities destroyed within one fell swoop.

We are nothing. And yet. We are part of that abundance. We are creation. We are formed from the same power.

And we have life.

Words As Water

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Feeling unsettled – oh, what does it mean?
Wandering aimlessly with soles in the sand.
How to handle the feelings within?
Desperately, anxiously, seeking rest for the soul.

Retreating inside and all I can feel
Is sadness and darkness and sorrow so real.
But the words start to flow and gently they heal
Cleansing, refreshing, the faster they go.

Words and rhyme and rhythm and song,
Humming so softly in whispers surreal.
The water is warm, and the flow is so strong—
Soothing and caring, always comforting still.

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Words with Power

If it was pain you wanted to cause 

Then you absolutely did choose the most

Perfect words in season 

To cut through my bravado –

My flimsy self-protective layer

Thrusting your sword with power

Right through me.

Stardust Galaxies

It’s always good to start the day on a positive vibe, and this morning my iPhone shuffle started me on a South African special Stardust Galaxies (parlotones and zolani duet from freshlyground).

Breath of fresh air! I can breathe again.

Winding Road

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It’s a winding road, it is indeed

That leads us from our naked starts

To push ahead with toil and strife

And bring us finally into night

The moon will shine while owls keep watch

Until we reach that end at last

The end of life, the end of dawn –

Ever closer to our

Celestial stars;

Silently twinkling.

 

Photo by Filip Zrnzević on Unsplash

Boundaries

How good is it to have clearly-defined and healthy boundaries? 

I have a colleague friend whom I have texted privately on occasion, sometimes my friend would reply and sometimes not. But would always speak to me on our work Skype accounts.

Yesterday I was ill in bed and not logged into my work account. I whatsapped to say I am sick and cold and maybe I will play candy crush on my mobile.

My friend replied with a somewhat terse, “please do not whatsapp, keep it to Skype only”.

At first I was taken aback and felt a bit shocked inside.

And then I thought, well, it is good to know that person’s boundaries. I can then respect those boundaries. Much better than ghosting me. Actually more respectful too. I hadn’t figured that we could quite openly communicate on one communication device and not on another. 

But at least now I know.