Home was not home without you in it.
Or booooooi, broeder, mow, rags or anything else you would answer to instead of your name ❤
I did not think that today would pan out the way it has. I did not expect a call, THE call that I received this morning and I most certainly didn’t expect that the last time I would give you a good rub down would be last night…
Continue reading “RIP Ragnar 2016-2018”
I’ve always believed that I’m an extremely open minded person. I have controversial, inclusive opinions on gender and sexuality but I believe it comes down to acceptance. Acceptance and the ability not to be AN IGNORAMUS!
Continue reading “Genderquake”
From ‘Queen’ to ‘Queen’ in the lead up to the wedding of the year.
Dearest Meghan Markle, future Duchess of ‘yet to be confirmed’ and soon to be wife of our scrumptious Prince Henry Charles Albert David (aka Prince Harry)…
I salute you.
Continue reading “Dear Meghan…”
Add to the dish a spoonful of self-loathing, a cup of sadness, a dash of doubt and sprinkle a topping of self-disappointment and you’re sure to be left with a recipe for dark day disaster.
I can’t say that sitting in the Primark changing rooms, balling my big brown eyes out, was my finest moment. It was however, a recent moment and one that shook me from the place of comfort that I’ve recently become accustomed too, down a rabbit hole of self pity which I’ve tried my utmost to avoid.
Continue reading “Anxiety, depression and my body.”
Many cultures believe that the head is the release point for all energies and so, with my dreadlocks protecting me, the energy can be kept safe within me.
I have had every hairstyle of every hair colour at every age throughout my life, I have also been fortunate in that all of these different hairstyles have suited me along the way (or so I have been told). The spiritual progression of things led me down a path of loc enlightenment which saw me finally getting dreadlocks, a crown I have lusted after for an age. In January of this year, I began my #dreadtribe journey and I could not be happier with the outcome – both aesthetically and spiritually.
Continue reading “Spiritual Dreadlocks (Jaṭā)”
I cannot wait to be a part of your lives as you grow into the strong, loving boys you’re destined to be.
My dearest nephews…
I longed to be an aunt for an age and yet my siblings were on their own life course. They made me wait and wait and at the time I had made a pivotal decision to move to another country in October 2014, I finally learned of your impending arrival…
Continue reading “Dearest nephews…”
Warning, a little bit of inappropriate language ahead…
Finally free, she sees, she breathes
The chains that bound
The darkness they’d feed
Continue reading “Free”
One lucky winner who takes part in the TECHUFOREVER / MOONSOMNIA giveaway will walk away with one of these speakers for themselves!
*I was not financially compensated for this post. I received a sample for review purposes. The opinions are completely my own based on my experience.*
Early last month, I brought you a piece on WEARUFOREVER, the new face of online shopping and a new approach at being an online retailer with the guidance and direction from its customers. (If you haven’t, go and check out the site asap, they have some great stock online including an epic UNICORN range!). Not to be limited to fashion and women’s clothing, wearuforever.com has branched out into the technology market and will be providing, direct to the consumer, the latest in technology and tech accessories. The name behind this technological brain child? TECHUFOREVER.COM
Continue reading “VOLKANO Splash Series Bluetooth Speaker – TECHUFOREVER (Review and giveaway)”
I am who I am not because of him but in spite of him.
“I am not an alcoholic!” he exclaims loudly as he slurps back the last of a 70cl whiskey bottle. The alcohol doesn’t scare me, it never has. What scares me is the angry result of a bottle down, which would generally lead to me taking the brunt of a father’s frustration after a long day. “I am not an alcoholic!” he shouts again as I wonder which of us he is trying to convince: himself or the 13-year-old girl before him.
Continue reading “Trauma – The writings of a child abuse survivor.”
The crux of it is, I fell in love with two people and these two people love me enough to share me with the other. If that isn’t love, I don’t know what is.
Humans are a funny species. We concoct a myriad of rules and regulations (outside of common sense and morality) that we expect everyone around us to conform too and then judge or condemn when people choose to buck the system.
I have harped on this before and will do so again; as long as you are not harming yourself or others in any way, what you do with your life and time is your business. Simple as. Unfortunately, not everyone has the same open mind set as I do and so, rumour mills abound.
Continue reading “Vee is for…? Polyamory for three.”