Tag: tiger love
what I’d tell my younger self
There were a few things that came up today in my bereavement writing group, as they often do, mostly around wisdom which funnily enough I have something about that written on my whatsapp profile – ‘Self reflection is the first condition of wisdom’ (attributed to Plato, possible ripped off from Aristotle?). There’s often various intertwining… Continue reading what I’d tell my younger self
silent stories #7
a work in progress
there’s been a project that I’ve been working on here and there that began in 2024. or you could say 2014, or perhaps 1977 even. it’s a project based on childhood trauma that I felt a need to work through, to process through stitch. it carries a profound sadness but also a celebration, of an… Continue reading a work in progress
silent stories #6
Hope
Since our dog had disappeared one day in Gloucester when I was around 11 years old I’d always wanted another one so from time to time would pester my mum about it. But was always responded to with a no. I’d had other pets growing up, a hamster here and there, a kitten, (although unfortunately… Continue reading Hope
10 days. 3 hits. to my beautiful dead family
It made a change to have a Christmas card making session at the Write Out Loud and I wasn’t initially too fussed about it. I felt like I would’ve preferred to be writing but unexpectedly it gave me a pleasant surprise, and that was the conversations that took place between us that just wouldn’t have… Continue reading 10 days. 3 hits. to my beautiful dead family
write out loud
I’ve recently joined a bereavement writing group. Each week part of the session is spent writing in silence for 20 minutes thoughts feelings and sometimes tears penned onto paper, all initiated by a prompt. I thought I might share what I wrote two weeks ago What has Write Out Loud done for me? As I… Continue reading write out loud
silent stories #3
where to turn next?
Two intense weeks, an average of 11,000 steps a day walking the route, acquainting myself with all 74 of the bus stops, hundreds of photos taken and a healthy handful of interviews obtained, I have a lot to gather and collate! There’s also the reflecting on what has shined through bright in this past fortnight… Continue reading where to turn next?
