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In the Face of Fatigue…and Pandemic

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If Doris can face it so can we!

 

To all who struggle with this pandemic or any chronic illness, this is for you, just know you are never alone, you are in the best of company…

 

It crumbles like sand
Overcome by a wave

Stealing your inspiration

Or your power to investigate.

Physical tasks must be trimmed
Right down to the quick,

Mental tasks tease,

Like a shadows in the sun
Now you see me…

now I’m gone!

So quickly it fades,
From functioning… To falter,
What felt like a good day or good hour,
consumed and usurped,
Leaving you literally stranded in the midst of stuff!
It dehydrates your thoughts,
It punctures and deflates,
She has you caught
Laughs and knows she’s fine,

while she has you there,
Then leaves you short
Refusing to repay the debt.

So does it defeat you
Steal from you and
Rob you blind?
Or can you befriend it?
Mould and adjust it?
Even a little at a time?

Well, those are questions you pose
And repose, numerous times each day,
As you show up to a
Battle that could go either way!

And is there an answer
To this piece of arithmetic?
Is there is vacination
That can do the trick?

Well the answer is as fickle
As the ego, when it’s in full play
And it defies all logic
On any given day!

Sadly it’s more complex,
As it’s catching in your breath
And the answers
at best, are really hit and miss!

Some discovered and uncovered
Are a chumley mix of tricks
Such as

Pause… and take a moment, to simply catch your breath…

And with dire warning…

Never, ever, use the words…

‘I expect’…
“Rest,” my Da would say…
“Hold your horses, sweet Marie”

Now I recall his kindness
and cherish his request

I dismount & recoup
Heeding his bequest!

Then like a flame rekindling,
Though; not as quickly as it faded
With a streak of determination
You saddle up again…

A dawn of inspiration seeps in slowly, like the morning sun
And brings with it a power, to investigate anon and

With a steely determination
So worn and battle weary,
You acknowledge your, position or condition
And face the day quite cheery!

And with the wisdom of any moment, being yet again undone
You accept what you can
And leave the rest…

unsung!

To all who struggle with this pandemic or any chronic illness, this is for you, just know you are not alone, we are in the best of company!

Le grà,

And with warm Irish hugs!

Mindfully Marie xx

Write for One or 501…

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If you are my first, my 500th, 501st follower or any of my regular visitors and friends then this is for you…

Write for One or 501…

500 or 501,

5

Or

5 million; all these numbers have one thing in common!

They all start out as… 1,

And everytime you stop in to visit me, I’m reminded that whether I write for 1, 501 or 5 million followers, my writing starts out with

1 letter,

1 word,

1 sentence,

1 post, and my number

ONE goal will always be to write for

ONE and that

ONE

is me; I write for me, I take what’s in my heart, I treat it with the respect it deserves, I love it and then I set it free especially for you my first, my 500th or my 501st follower…

Le grà,

Mindfully Marie xx

 

Making moments memorable…

This morning while cooking breakfast, I noticed the bubbles forming and bursting on the surface of my porridge; intent upon their job.  I held onto those air trapped moments, soaking them in! It’s difficult to explain the sensation of absolute awareness that I felt, other than it being a feeling of enhanced appreciation and total bliss.  Life was beautiful; just bubbles and me!

How often do you engage fully in the moment?  Can you describe the sensation?

Le grà,

Mindfully Marie xx

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Bullying & Beyond…Take Heart!

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Time and the right conditions not only preserve but bring about something of beauty – Marie Clancy.

 

I’m not a professionally qualified Counsellor or expert on bullying but I am a mother who has gained knowledge and experienced of bullying through the lives of our two children.

I have as part of my Degree in Adult Education studied the Psychology of Adult Education and Counselling in Adult Education and found both of these extremely helpful in understanding and coping with the situation we found ourselves in.

Our journey through bullying and its after effects spanned two decades (2002 to 2018) and as a result I’d like to offer my support to other parents who struggle with the impact of bullying on their children.

In these posts I’ll try to share some insights we’ve gained. My first…

1.  TAKE HEART.

If your child is suffering the effects of bullying and if it is having a negative impact on every member of your family, try to remain calm and show a capable front.  I know how upset you feel.  I know that the last thing you can comprehend is that it will all work out just fine.  But trust me… with determination to support your child, and by practicing self-care, you will reach a place of peace and progression!

I know because we were there and now we’ve reached that place of peace and progression and learned a lot as a result.  My son summed up his journey through bullying in a nice quote;  you can read about it here…Bullying…”I am grateful for it all”…

I hope you find this helpful. And I hope to write more on the subject of bullying.

Have you or your children experienced bullying?  Is bullying still an issue for you or have you reached a place of peace and progression? Please feel free to share your experiences, it could help inform other parents, provide comfort or encourage somebody else through the distress of bullying.

Le grà,

Mindfully Marie xx

Life – more grass than flowers, on Monday’s Memory Lane.

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Welcome to Monday’s Memory Lane where I share a post from before we came to know each other.

Do you ever feel overwhelmed?  Does life feel too busy?  Have we become addicted to being busy?  How do we shift our focus to a more positive one?  I hope you will read on…Life – More grass than flowers? Shift your focus!

Le gra,

Mindfully Marie xx

Three Things Challenge: Sunflower, spatula, raise

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Growing sunflowers from seed or running the spatuala around the inside of her great-grandmother’s baking bowl as she removes the remnants of banana bread or coffee cake, just two surefire ways, to raise her spirit from the clutches of anxiety! You too can find the sun within your clouds!

Le grà,

Mindfully Marie xx

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Adrift yet anchored…on Monday’s Memory Lane

Welcome to Monday’s Memory Lane where I share a post from back before we came to know each other.

In this short post I considered the ties that are part of life and how best to set yourself free.

How do you feel today?  How do you intend to feel tomorrow?

Adrift yet anchored!

Le gra,

Marie xx

“Acceptance” on Monday’s Memory Lane…

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In this post I tried to share a parent’s exhilaration and gratitude at the sound of a toilet being flushed! I fully understand if you are confused and I invite you to step into my shoes by reading along…ACCEPTANCE!

Have you or your children struggled with the impact of school bullying?  How did it impact your/their/your families life/lives? Can you recall the first sign of recovery and how it made you feel?

Le grà,

Mindfully Marie xx

Monday’s Memory Lane…2. Measure

Welcome to Monday’s memory lane where I share an old post…

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Let your dreams soar…unmeasured!

 

In this post I considered the word “Measure”…

A common noun, a thing, a word with a lot of meanings such as the size or quantity of something. It can also mean a unit of size or quantity, such as the size of our home or the quantity or amount of friends we are blessed with. Measure can also mean extent, the range over which something extends; its area, such as the ground our home covers or the extent to which we can depend on our friends or them on us. Measure can also mean action taken, law or even be applied to poetry as poetical rhythm.

So if one word can have so many meanings and mean so many different things, surely, that’s all the more reason to be measured in the words we use and the things we say.

How often do we stop and measure what we are about to say before we rush headlong into saying it without thought of the consequences.

Has life always been measured or depending on your social standing, not measured at all? Are we either highly valued or of no value?

Do we measure ourselves only by comparing ourselves to others? I envy your attitude, your ability to remain positive in the face of adversity. What a measured put-down and denial of our own measure.

Just check out social media if you are unsure of how you measure yourself. To what extent is our success, popularity and acceptance measured by the number of likes, shares, followers and retweets achieved?

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What does ‘Measure’ mean to you?

Le grá,

Mindfully Marie xx

 

 

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