In Melbourne where I am most safe and feel most comfortable, it’s easy to be at peace.

Being at peace, accepting and non-judgemental is really difficult so now I need to learn to be in a state of surrender …. accepting untenable things as if I chose them and allowing all the negative emotions to dissipate. Thus enabling wisdom to prevail and to remind me the problem exists only in my mind,Continue reading “In Melbourne where I am most safe and feel most comfortable, it’s easy to be at peace.”

In Melbourne where I am most safe and feel most comfortable, it’s easy to be at peace.

Being at peace, accepting and non-judgemental is really difficult so now I need to learn to be in a state of surrender …. accepting untenable things as if I chose them and allowing all the negative emotions to dissipate. Thus enabling wisdom to prevail and to remind me the problem exists only in my mind,Continue reading “In Melbourne where I am most safe and feel most comfortable, it’s easy to be at peace.”

Typical Kaukau, always learning the hard way to appreciate who I am and what I can do … better late than never ðŸ˜’ðŸĪŠðŸ˜ðŸĪ—

Normally I’m the one who bears the load alone ……

But I have to admit that it’s easier to bear the brunt of a load when it’s distributed evenly …. That’s what friends are for!!

“Not good enough, even now as I sing there’s a little voice inside my head that says, I’m not good enough”!

My youngest son carves it up on the field and the court and yet, I’m not good enough. My eldest son he’s a mess because he’s only ever heard me say, You’re not good enough” I think I wrote that song in 2015, probably at the height of my insanity. I sing it now withContinue reading ““Not good enough, even now as I sing there’s a little voice inside my head that says, I’m not good enough”!”

“Not good enough, even now as I sing there’s a little voice inside my head that says, I’m not good enough”!

My youngest son carves it up on the field and the court and yet, I’m not good enough. My eldest son he’s a mess because he’s only ever heard me say, You’re not good enough” I think I wrote that song in 2015, probably at the height of my insanity. I sing it now withContinue reading ““Not good enough, even now as I sing there’s a little voice inside my head that says, I’m not good enough”!”

“Not good enough, even now as I sing there’s a little voice inside my head that says, I’m not good enough”!

My youngest son carves it up on the field and the court and yet, I’m not good enough. My eldest son he’s a mess because he’s only ever heard me say, You’re not good enough” I think I wrote that song in 2015, probably at the height of my insanity. I sing it now withContinue reading ““Not good enough, even now as I sing there’s a little voice inside my head that says, I’m not good enough”!”

“Not good enough, even now as I sing there’s a little voice inside my head that says, I’m not good enough”!

My youngest son carves it up on the field and the court and yet, I’m not good enough. My eldest son he’s a mess because he’s only ever heard me say, You’re not good enough” I think I wrote that song in 2015, probably at the height of my insanity. I sing it now withContinue reading ““Not good enough, even now as I sing there’s a little voice inside my head that says, I’m not good enough”!”

“Not good enough, even now as I sing there’s a little voice inside my head that says, I’m not good enough”!

My youngest son carves it up on the field and the court and yet, I’m not good enough. My eldest son he’s a mess because he’s only ever heard me say, You’re not good enough” I think I wrote that song in 2015, probably at the height of my insanity. I sing it now withContinue reading ““Not good enough, even now as I sing there’s a little voice inside my head that says, I’m not good enough”!”

Dawn is an impatient in the same hospital as her son, Boris whom she can’t visit because she needs an escort to leave the ward and covid19 restrictions only allow one visitor at a time.

Yes i could take her but I’ve promised another one of her sons that I won’t tell Boris she’s there. She’s heartbroken at being so close but so far away. I’m crushed because I can’t appease her worry. It’s devastating watching people suffer which is my impetus for the posts that I create. They areContinue reading “Dawn is an impatient in the same hospital as her son, Boris whom she can’t visit because she needs an escort to leave the ward and covid19 restrictions only allow one visitor at a time.”