...traveling 'blind' in the wilderness is very exciting on the one hand but when we realized we were lost and didn't know where we were or when we would find a place to sleep it was very anxiety provoking. This type of situation asks me to reach deep into myself...
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I am on fire: breast surgery recovery.
They say 4 – 6 weeks recovery time. I am glad someone cautioned me that in reality it takes a body much longer to recuperate to normality.
Your energy depleted after challenges…
Discover your restorative 'treatment' What have you experienced that has depleted your energy? Maybe you organized an important event or used up all your energy on a project at work or had major surgery. Did you find something restorative to do to re-energize you? I discovered that art can be a refreshing activity if … Continue reading Your energy depleted after challenges…
Step into your courageous You
Like stepping into your jeans...
Our African trip: Eating simply
Our trip was in 2013 but these days what with global warming, carbon emissions and the like we would want to consider the amount of animal protein we eat and what we would replace it with. What we considered eating simply then would not be what we consider it to be now. This would make a very interesting discussion if anyone would like to comment.
Facing my fear of surgery, 4th September 2012
I definitely felt that if I didn’t think about cancer it wouldn’t happen to me. This is magical thinking. I had an irrational fear that if I contemplated cancer I would somehow open myself up to it.
Together we bridge the gap.
How do we bridge the gap Created by anxiety or anger The emotions that ripple-effect Pushing back I can’t reach or won’t reach Till I resolve to make a way Coming forwards Owning my baggage Acknowledging the impact on you Only as we want to work together no ifs' or buttes Only as we let … Continue reading Together we bridge the gap.
African trip, Facing my foibles, day 2
It was a steep learning curve setting up camp in the half dark not knowing where anything was: you could hear my very ill-tempered mutterings from within the lug-boxes, 'I can’t find anything'... 'where are the matches?' as I frantically waded through eating utensils, pots and food.
The question was: One or two breasts.
I was eager to know about the procedure of the implants as it would help me make up my mind about the mastectomy of the 'healthy breast.'
Mistake in my painting…
Now that I have made the changes I am definitely happier with it even it might not be perfect. Thank you for your comments. I appreciate them.
Morag Noffke 