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Thursday, 28 April 2016

She Shines Forth Brilliantly.

Lost in the dark, on the edge of hopelessness... she shines forth brilliantly... Quote. Poetry. #mentalhealth #mentalillness. #grief.

 Portrayed 
no semblance of truth 
Innermost 
Hidden from view 

Captured
in transient light
Blackness 
cloaked in sunny
                                              
Radiant
in a haze of darkness
apparent
out of sight

Foretimes
consuming the present
Caught between
Fade to black

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Thank you for allowing me to share

God bless you, and all those you love

Kimmie x


Related Post: Cloaked in Sunny
Lost in the dark, on the edge of hopelessness... she shines forth brilliantly... Quote. Poetry. #mentalhealth #mentalillness. #grief.


Monday, 18 January 2016

Just-a-Quote #2... (Writing. Free Writing)

Just a Quote #2... "Sometimes I need to write freely. Without worrying about edits, readability, blog-worthiness. Throwing thoughts to paper; any which way they come" (Writing. Free writing. Writing Therapy. Journal.) via @stuckinscared

"Sometimes I need to write freely. Without worrying about edits, readability, blog-worthiness. Throwing thoughts to paper; any which way they come." ~ Kimmie

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Thank you for allowing me to share 

God bless you, and all those you love 

Kimmie x 


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Tuesday, 1 September 2015

My Daughter Writes

The following poems were written by my middle daughter. She shared them with me recently, and (with her permission) I'd like to share them with you.

The first was written for me, the second for her Grandad (my Dad), who passed away recently.

Both made me cry!



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Thank you for allowing me to share 

God bless you, and all those you love 

Kimmie x


Friday, 19 June 2015

A love Letter... A Thank you... & some recycling. (a #1000speak post)

I wanted to (tried to) write something new for #1000speak this month, it's a stunning movement, and one I feel incredibly proud to be a part of; but (as some of you already know) my Dad passed away a few weeks ago, and with Fathers Day just around the corner and my head still so full of missing/wanting/needing Dad; I'm finding it hard to think about (or write about) much else.

However, I did find (whilst surfing 'compassion' on the net, hoping for inspiration) a beautiful 'Love Letter to the World, so beautiful, that I thought (rather than cop out altogether this month) I'd share it with you, dear reader...along with a 'Thank you' (I'll get to that in a bit), and a couple of *Compassion I wrote earlier* links... in case you missed them...:o)

'Love Letter to the World' was originally written by Kate Swoboda and is free to download Here

Enjoy :o)

Love Letter to the World

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Before I get on to the recycling... I'd like to take a moment to say a huge, and heartfelt *Thank you* to all the gorgeous souls who supported me through Dads illness (Cancer), and who've continued to support me over the past few weeks since he passed away.
Losing Dad has been the hardest thing (to date) Iv'e ever had to bear, and you (you all know who you are), have been a Godsend...your kindness, friendship and *compassion*.has helped me (is helping me) to muddle through it.
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Thank you X

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The Recycling... 

{Excerpt}... Across the street, now sleeping 
somebody's son dreams hungers dream
Of Yorkshire pud, fish and chips
and mint choc chip ice-cream

somebody's son. 1000 speak for compassion

{Excerpt}... There were no toys in the pram room for the little girl to play with, no cushions for her to snuggle into when she napped fell into an exhausted (scream worn) sleep - no padding to protect her, when out of fear, abandonment, desperation, she smashed her head against the floor... over and over again!

There were no hearers of responders to her screams, no wipes for her tear stained (often blood stained) cheeks, no cuddles for calm.... no attention, no love ...no compassion.
Marie's Voice. 1000 speak for compassion.
I sit down next to her, and imagining that she can see me/hear me, as I can her; I say, "It's okay darling... everything's gonna be okay... Compassion is on her way."
"She'll be here soon - she'll be your voice, and one day (though she doesn't yet know it herself) she'll be your mum.
She will fight for you, care for you, love you....and she'll be with you - always."

Marie's Voice. 1000speak for compassion

If you'd like to read the above Compassion posts in full just click on the titles and whoosh, you'll be gone...................................no wait, come back, there's more... ;o)

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This post is my (I've a muddled mind, but my hearts in the right place) contribution to June's 'One Thousand Voices for compassion' movement - a monthly event to promote and encourage good in the world.

On the 20th of each month bloggers and video-makers from all over the world come together to speak for compassion, in the hope of making a difference. 

#1000speak is a beautiful movement and one I'm proud to be a part of.  :o)

1000 speak for compassion.

"Let ourselves care about strangers, act on behalf of those who are helpless, and encourage everyone we know to do the same." ~ Lizzi Rogers

There are so many #1000speak contributions, from bloggers all over the World... I encourage you to check them out if you get a chance, I'm sure you'll find some that resonate with you. 

You can do that by following @1000speak on Twitter or by checking out the '1000 Voices for Compassion' Face book page Here

#1000SPEAK FOR COMPASSION 
Speaking for GOOD on the 20th of every month

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Thank you as always for allowing me to share 

God bless you, and all those you love 

Kimmie x 

P.S Check this one out... not one of my rambles, but definitely worth a read... because, well... *sugar-mousiness*... what's not to like :o) Sometimes the village needs a little sugar

 

Sunday, 19 April 2015

'Somebody's Son' (Nurturing in passing) #1000speak


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SOMEBODY'S SON

Snow falls, blanketing the Town 
Somebody's son is cold 
his hands are froze to biting 
his body (though not) feels old.

Sat upon a cardboard sheet 
Somebody's son, alone 
Huddled against a letter box
gloves wet from shifting snow

Across the street a chip shop
full of faces, bright, but one
Sad face's heart is breaking 
because she, is somebody's mum. 

As she watches through the window 
somebody's son lays down to sleep
his head on stone cold concrete 
body curled on cardboard sheet 

As she turns to place her order
Somebody's mother wipes her eye
and offers up a silent prayer
'Lord, Please don't let him die'

Across the street, now sleeping 
somebody's son dreams hungers dream
Of Yorkshire pud, fish and chips
and mint choc chip ice-cream

He doesn't hear her snowy tread 
or the "here son" she does tell 
It's to dreams come true he comes around
awakened by the smell. 

Ten doors up, hugging 'Chippy tea'
a mother's eyes stream
Because somebody's son is smiling
whilst unwrapping hungers dream 

Somebody's mother, one portion down 
turns away, heads off home
Where waiting, no doubt hungry 
are two sons of her own.
Copyright©2015kimmie All Rights Reserved

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Poem: Somebody's Son. (a #1000speak post) | Homeless | Homelessness | Compassion. mentalillnessgodandme.blogspot.co.uk

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This post is my contribution to Aprils 'One Thousand Voices for compassion' movement - a monthly event to promote and encourage good in the world.

On the 20th of each month bloggers and video-makers from all over the world come together to speak for compassion, in the hope of making a difference. 

Each month there is a new topic (This months focus is NURTURING) alongside the broader topic of compassion.

#1000speak is a beautiful movement and one I'm proud to be a part of.  :o)

Quote "Compassion is contagious, it's worth catching." #1000speak mentalillnessgodandme.blogspot.co.uk

"Let ourselves care about strangers, act on behalf of those who are helpless, and encourage everyone we know to do the same." ~ Lizzi Rogers

There are so many #1000speak contributions, from bloggers all over the World.... I encourage you to check them out if you get a chance, I'm sure you'll find some that resonate with you. 

You can do that by following @1000speak on Twitter or by checking out the '1000 Voices for Compassion' Face book page Here

#1000SPEAK FOR COMPASSION 
Speaking for GOOD on the 20th of every month

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Thank you as always for allowing me to share 

God bless you, and all those you love 

Kimmie x

Poem: Somebody's Son. (a #1000speak post) | Homeless | Homelessness | Compassion. mentalillnessgodandme.blogspot.co.uk


You may also like: Marie's Voice #1000speak

Wednesday, 8 April 2015

Lets hear it for the Hashtags


Last week, I decided I was going to (though it's actually Wednesday, time of writing, because I've a full day tomorrow) take part in (time allowing) #ThankfulThursdays - Promoting Generosity in Social Media

The link above will take you to Sarah Fader's blog, where you can read more about #ThankfulThursdays, but in short, the day is about promoting the work of others, honoring friends, expressing gratitude. 

This week I want to say .... 'Thank You for the Hashtags'.  
For #ThankfulThursdays (obviously) but also for #Mondayblogs, #ArchiveDay, #BeWoW, #LinkYourLife, #BluSkyFriday and #SundayBlogShare.

I really enjoy these blog share memes - I've met some great people, read too many 'good reads' to mention, and received lots of encouragement with regard to my own writing....What's not to like :o)  

I could tell you more about the hashtags myself, but I think as this post is about promoting others, I'll shut up for a bit, and let my friends fill you in :) 

I'll kick off with #MondayBlogs, which, To quote my friend Paula  "Is the Mother of all hashtag memes where blog sharing is concerned."  
Lets hear it for the hashtags. Twitter blog share memes
Monday Blogs, was created by Rachel Thompson - I love it, I think you'll love it.... I'll let Rachel tell you more about it herself.... Here

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Next up is #ArchiveDay  (Saturday) - I love Archive day, An opportunity to brush up and recycle all those dusty old posts.. and  those that are not so dusty :o) 

Lets hear it for the hashtags. Twitter blog share memes

#ArchiveDay is the brainchild of Vicky Charles - again, I'll hand over for more details.... Here 

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#BeWoW (Be Wonderful on Wednesdays) is a weekly Twitter blog share of positive posts. 
Ronovan, creator of #BeWoW, has all the details for this 'positivity day' Here

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Henrietta M Ross recently created #BluSkyFriday to (in her own words)  "Give us all a head start before the weekend kicks in" :o) 

Lets hear it for the hashtags. Twitter blog share memes

More information Here

Henrietta (concerned about the lack of Tuesday love) has also launched #TuesdayShares... You can follow on Twitter Here.

Lets hear it for the hashtags. Twitter blog share memes

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#LinkYourLife (another Friday meme) is Shawna's baby. I've not joined in with this one yet, but will do (Time allowing) now that I know about it.

Lets hear it for the hashtags. Twitter blog share memes

If you head over to Shawna's blog Here she'll tell you all about it.

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And last, but by no means least #sundayblogshare - The relatively new..but Oh so huge, weekend Twitter Party.
Lets hear it for the hashtags. Twitter blog share memes

Suzie creator of 'Sunday Blog Share' has all the details.. Here

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I'm sure there are more blog share memes than those Iv'e outlined above (#wwwblogs springs to mind) but (aside from #LinkYourLife which Iv'e yet to dip into), these are the ones that I regularly take part in.  

Thanks, all of you, for making me feel welcome, and valued :o) 

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Thank you for allowing me to share 

God bless you, and all those you love 

Kimmie x


P.S... You're welcome to use the graphic below (or the more colourful version, above) on your own blog; with credit to source. Thank you. 



Tuesday, 20 January 2015

'How did I survive that' ... (In 99 words)

I had planned to write some poetry this afternoon, but, whilst searching Twitters writing prompts this morning, I stumbled upon the following ... write a 99-word story using this ending: How did I survive that?)

I may still ponder the poetic later on this evening, but for now....

'HOW DID I SURVIVE THAT'
I don’t remember how I got to my bedroom that evening with a full bottle of tablets and a pint glass of water. I don’t remember contemplating suicide, or for one single moment wishing I was dead.

I don’t remember feeling suicidal. I don’t remember wanting to die. 

I do vaguely remember taking the pills.
There was no lining up of tablets like you see on TV, no thoughts, no fear, no emotion - only *nothingness*.

I tipped the pills from bottle to mouth until there were no more pills to take. 


Oftentimes I wonder... How did I survive that?  

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POSITIVE THOUGHT
28 years (and four children) on - I feel incredibly blessed to be here.

write a 99-word story using this ending: How did I survive that?)... | Mental health. mental illness. writing prompt.

Thank you as always for allowing me to share

God bless you, and all those you love

Kimmie x