“The flower that blooms in adversity is the rarest and most beautiful of all.” – Mulan True or false? When do you bloom best?
When I read the quote in today’s prompt, I wanted to say, “Well it better be true. I’ll make it true for me!” Then I remembered that I’m learning to “allow” rather than “make”. I am allowing this quote to be true.
I get the whole thing about “making” life happen and it’s how I survived parents that I found to be scarily unreliable. But my body has now declared that this is not working. I didn’t know it but I was locked in a stressful approach to life at a fundamental level. Continue reading →
Post a vintage photo of yourself, with a caption about the photo and where you were in terms of your health condition.
Alex drove me to the hairdresser. My roots got straightened, we stopped at the ocean where I had a good scream, then I returned to my cave. It seemed like a good idea at the time as I only ever went out for doctor’s appointments and tests. But soon I had to change my vanity for sanity strategy…
When I first saw it, I think every single hair on my body stood on end. I knew something new and different was happening. I wasn’t sure what. But I really liked it.
I’ve never seen so much and such cool promotion for the Paralympic Games. Maybe it’s a UK thing or perhaps a sign of the times. Or maybe it’s a Channel 4 thing. Whatever the reason, this video gives me serious goosebumps. –Bola Odulate
I found the video online and posted it on my personal Facebook page. None of my friends said anything. Hmmmnnn, was I wrong? I went back to Googling. This time I found an article explaining that Channel 4 was looking to get people to “reassess what they thought the Paralympics is.” Continue reading →
When this HAWMC (pronounced HA-mick apparently) participant decided to write these 30 posts in thirty days, she had just arrived in London. The plan is to complete recovery from Chronic Fatigue Syndrome with the help of The Optimum Health Clinic.
Signing up for the blog challenge has only made the process of settling into a new city on a new continent even harder. I don’t even have my desktop computer with me; it’s being shipped from San Francisco. So these posts are basically produced by pushing my iPad (and myself) to the hilt. All this hassle, yet no regrets. I am loving this challenge!
This is sung to the tune of the first two verses and chorus of We Are the World by Lionel Richie and Michael Jackson. It’s inspired by the events surrounding a dream I once had, as is described in an earlier post.
Stressful time, didn’t know what I should do
When the choice was parents’ wants or mine
There were bodies packed on ground
In the dream that came to help
It was clear
Their lives were not for me Continue reading →
Ekphrasis … a rhetorical device in which one medium of art tries to relate to another medium by defining and describing its essence and form —Wikipedia
Please see the art in question at the bottom of this post.
I am beautiful in my serenity. I am still. And as I close my eyes in the stark, black and white of memory recall, I recognize my beauty gone unappreciated. Inner and outer, past and present.
The stillness of fatigue has brought me to this. Jewelry and makeup are not superfluous after all. It is a time to make those shorter moments in front of the mirror count for more. Celebrate my presence. Celebrate the universe that created me.
I put some toothpaste on my toothbrush, and raised the brush to my mouth.
“Oh Gawd,” I thought to myself. “Again with brushing my teeth?”
And that’s how it was. Everyday things were such a struggle that it had become a thing. At one point, I had to start my day by brushing my teeth, then lie down for a while, then wash my face. Showers were carefully timed for days when nothing else was imperative. This was better than when I couldn’t get out of bed but it was hard to feel any gratitude. Continue reading →