I have been walloped with the longings of my biological clock! For 20 years I was 100% sure that I didn’t wanna make any mini Dawny’s
It would seem I am now 100% clucking, at the utterly entrancing wonder of every tiny little human that passes me by!
I just hope the 1000 reasons why I should not be a mother, continue to keep me from running outside and hollering
“Man wanted to father wondrous human, if you’re genetically sound, doooo come in and kindly knock me up” 😉 Read the rest of this entry
The physical manifestation of a divine presence, has finally been delivered and confirmed through a ‘foot related miracle’!!! 😉
Never again will I question creation
For I’ve been blessed with a tangible and touchable slice of Heaven (courtesy of the textile department [up top])
My soul doth singeth with other worldliness and deep love, each time I see them –
Resting on my rug
Attached to moi, in a ‘heavenly-esque’…’feet meets shoes’ re-union of utter joy and wonderment!
Please scatter her sleep with dreams divine
Please infiltrate her pain with scenes sublime
Please trigger the memories that strengthen her spine
Please let her know she’s committed no crime
Please bring her your love through each wave, and all time
Please heal my friend…an angel of mine
Please open her heart and leave her eyes blind
Please give her your blinkers, allow her to hide
Please give her your arms when she breaks down and cries
Please fill her with peace when she just can’t abide Read the rest of this entry
I watched this documentary the other night on stars AND IT WAS BLOODY AMAZING! So much so, that I’m considering dipping into BBC4 on a regular basis, even though the dry old ‘voice over’s’ sound like a bunch of stoned aristocrat’s; and whether male or female, they have a shockingly negative impact on my general well-being! (It doesn’t take much environmental stimuli, to send me over the royal edge ;))
Anyhoo, according to a plethora of clever people, we are made of star-dust or less romantically (I quote) – nuclear waste!
Apparently, there are 92 things in the entire universe and we’re all made of these 92 things. Everything on earth; stars, plants, animals, sea-life, humans, the ocean, other planets etc…
Humans however, have somehow popped out with rather more troubles than say – your average Yucca plant! How did we, as balls of matter made of exactly the same stuff as everything else, end up in this pickle we call reality?
How did we go from atoms/dust – to individuals who know they exist? Where did we collect our ego along the way? And what a bleeding disability to throw upon us (an ego), with mere space dust as the starting block of life. Read the rest of this entry
When I was young I used to be scared of Pigeons, maybe because a family member who will remain nameless (;0)… scattered bird seeds onto the top of my head in the middle of Trafalgar Square; where half of the world’s pigeons ‘hang out’, and my skull got pecked to buggery by about 15 of the swine’s!
English: London: Trafalgar square
Anyhoo, now that I’m a big girl, I’m kinda in love with birds, and in particular…Pigeons
1. I love the way they shoot their heads back and forth (horizontal like) when they walk around
2. When I look at the skinny-ness of their legs, I’m baffled at the miracle that is –
‘A pigeon walking’…
How those little sticks support the weight of their well rounded selves, I just don’t know!
3. Their beady little eyes come in 3rd
And that is pretty much it…Not a lot to go on, but these 3 little things make me love them. I often stop in the street to watch in wonderment, if I see one strutting his/her stuff! Check out this little chap in action, and next time you’re in need of witnessing a miracle…Remember to look at those matchstick legs and the rules of physics and mass! They defy all logic, which renders their ability to walk, firmly in the ‘magical and miraculous’ arena of life
Just a thought – Maybe their legs are prone to successfully holding them up, because they are knee-less!
Upon further inspection, it looks like they have knees in their upper thighs! Go Figure 😉
When I was little, my Mum told me over and over that all she ever wanted me to be – was happy
I went through a phase of wishing that instead, she had told me she wanted me to chase my dreams.
Then I learnt some lessons, gained some knowledge, and experienced an awakening inside me…of ‘God’ and of ‘Spirituality’. It produced a feeling so far past perfection, there are no words to describe it, no words to do justice to the moment, no route out of it, or away from it. I sobbed tears of pure joy…This moment alone, made me what I am, and made my life somehow, already complete
If I go back a bit in time; I spent some years in the rat race, until illness took me out of it; and before I felt that feeling, I was struggling to keep up with the rest of the world, failing miserably and marching towards finishing my degree and getting a ‘good job’. Thinking I’d be happy if I could just get those 2 things ‘sorted’.
But; back to that feeling…It was love, unity, peace and maybe just maybe, it was a brief moment spent in the spandangly wonder that is the ‘One-ness’. For that moment, the upper level of the experience was perfection in its purest form…and the under current was a safe and warm message that ‘everything is OK’ Read the rest of this entry
A couple of years ago, I came out of my shrinks office into the waiting area, and I saw this poem on the wall. Unfortunately I cannot give credit to the author ‘cos I can’t make out the name. I was on lithium at the time (a mood stabiliser)- which doesn’t make you shake; it makes you rattle!… So; it took about 8 attempts to get a photo with words just clear enough to read, and it sits by the side of my bed. When I’m ‘blue’ it reminds me of the beauty we are surrounded by, and the peace to be found within nature…So with thanks to the unknown wibbly author…I hope he/she doesn’t mind me sharing this beautiful poem for you to enjoy!
Man has taken for granted too long, the beauty of the planet he dwells upon
Never become complacent with nature
The spirit communes in awe
To be surrounded by its energy calms the most troubled of souls
Mountains, forests, endless skies and wilderness
The Earth, the Sun, Moon and Stars
Every Human spirit, however tainted lost or corrupt
Can be made complete.
Even the lowliest misanthrope.
I may be wrong here but I’m gonna spout my opinion anyway :)… I think the way somebody finds faith in God (through teaching versus experience) makes a great difference in how much that faith impacts the life of the person who believes
I grew up being told that God exists, I went to church from age 5 ’til I was 13, and I can honestly say that it had little to no impact upon my belief system. I left the community with a ‘maybe he exists and maybe he doesn’t’ attitude.
I tried to read the bible and a couple of other books about God, and I never got further than the first couple of pages as they all had the same tone…’Worship me, I rock, there is no-one better than me, no-one else deserves your adoration more than me etc etc. Then within 4 pages I’d read some (unloving) comment about homosexuality or women, that began to heat my blood up… and the book got closed
Thanks to Neale Donald Walsh, the author of the ‘Conversations with God’ trilogy, I was finally able to read about God in a simplistic way that fitted with my previous beliefs; Because Book 1 is essentially a book about a ‘belief in love’…
You can’t really deny love exists (everywhere), unless you’re totally out of touch with reality. Read the rest of this entry
I was 6 or 7 years old when my first addiction began, I used to get £1 for dinner money, and everyday my Mum would see me over the main road and wave goodbye; off I would trot to meet the two friends who I walked to school with.
The gap between her wave goodbye, and the knock on my friends front door, was the best part of my day
I remember the feeling of excitement as I rushed to the shop at the bottom of our estate, where I would buy 10 packets of ‘Cheesies’ and 10 packets of ‘Meanies’ (small bags of 5p crisps)
I don’t know how I knew that it needed to be a secret, but I knew it alright; I knew it intrinsically. So; I would eat ALL 20 packets in rapid time, and by the time I reached my friend’s house, I had consumed them all, and my secret was safe
By lunchtime, I was starving, every single day… and I knew that if I could stop buying the crisps, I’d be able to eat lunch with my friends. I regretted it everyday, whilst I watched everyone eating their lunch; but I didn’t stop…because I couldn’t stop, Read the rest of this entry
Whilst browsing WordPress today, I came across this great entry…
Courtesy of – muchmorethannear.wordpress.com
One part in particular (shown below in pink) caught my eye, so I’ve decided to join the gang of authors, with my own version of –
‘Gods latest letter to the church’
“I wonder what God might write in a letter to our church today? I recently asked our leadership team to prayerfully write such a letter and to pass them on to me without talking about their content with each other. My hope is that although they will inevitably reflect their human authors, their personalities and interests, that as I read them alongside each clear patterns might emerge as the Spirit speaks. I am a firm believer that all believers have access to God through the Spirit, and so I extend this challenge to you too.”
Click here to read the full article –
If you decide to do the same, pretty please direct me to your own letter’s, as I’d love to read them.
OK…Here goes my little love note
Dear sweet children of mine,
I am writing you this letter for many reasons, but I’ll start with my main point, which is of course…To tell you how much I love you
The title and shape of the church you stand in, makes no difference to our friendship. A church can be any place at all if you just call it a church. A field, a kitchen, a cathedral or a mosque. If you truly trust in me and my copious amounts of love, you will hopefully understand this point. Read the rest of this entry
I’ve never really been a girly girl on a large-scale. Don’t get me wrong, I adore shoes, I love an excuse to put a spangly dress on, and I probably have more clothes and handbags than Vera Wang herself
I also have zero tolerance for anyone touching my hair in case they mess with the direction of my curls, and/or pushing my eye brow hair in the wrong direction!
I have always been the token lad when I’m hanging out with the boys… a poker playing, mischievous, direct, semi alcoholic, adrenaline seeking, bossy sod! And I don’t exactly exude that age-old feminine trait – vulnerability.
Also; when I blow my nose I reckon it’s a good 50 decibels louder than your average chick. Read the rest of this entry
My best friend called me the other night and told me to listen to this song by Ed Sheeran…
In true Dawny style I forgot, and then he came round at the weekend, reminded me, and we listened to a few of his songs together, and I have to say…’He rocks’
I found this one (small bump) particularly moving ‘first take’, but I didn’t listen to it properly until I was alone
It is a story of him awaiting the birth of his baby, and the 2nd take left me more than a little heart-broken…their baby didn’t make it. I decided not to post it, incase anyone reading had suffered a miscarriage…I didn’t want to be responsible for triggering such a tragic and difficult memory in another.
However, miscarriage is a sad but certain part of life, and I have known people who have fought the battle of losing such perfection; they have somehow managed to move on from the loss of their baby, but I’m sure they are still reminded often of their treasured ‘small bump’… as they try to carry on living as best they can.
This song is the most beautiful expression of the experience that I’ve heard, so I decided in the end, I would post it. I think it’s important not to shy away from writing about painful and taboo subjects; sometimes reading about others who have gone through the same harrowing experience as you, brings comfort, and a sense of belonging and understanding
It is an exceptional song with a painful yet beautiful message…
Remove all the disagreements of individual religions – and your left with the existence of a ‘PURE Massivo incomprehensible dose of LOVE’
Love doesn’t categorise according to race, place, nature, sin, crime or evil. These things are subjective acts based on judgements that change with time; they all stand to the side of love
Love loves all our shapes, physical and mental
Love doesn’t have favorites
Love in its purest form is ‘Unconditional’. (FULL STOP)
Love doesn’t leave and then come back at a later date
Love has no choice about its boundaries
Love has no boundaries to choose from Read the rest of this entry
Due to recent life events, I have been forced to stretch my wisdom genes and my philosophical viewpoints further than ever before…and in this process I have come to believe that every person is
A Master, A Teacher, A Preacher and/or a Healer
In life there are so many individual occurrences, that entwine to make our lives what they are. Meaning and understanding have to be taught, we need to learn about them, and to heal from the pain filled ones, in order to function in any society Read the rest of this entry
Being a drinker from the positivity cup for quite some years, I developed a great skill, or what I thought was a great skill. An ability to forget the person who caused me pain when I almost remembered them. What I didn’t realise was this skill was making me extremely sick. When I thought I was forgetting, I was actually losing my mind in the process. On the surface I was winning, but inside I was rotting; rotting because I was ignoring the poisonous effect of letting go on a conscious level, when my sub conscious was crying out to remember
So now, I have to find a new way. A way that integrates the old days with the new. Or so I thought…
The truth is, the only way is the old way
There is nothing positive about having your heart-broken, the old way knows this, so once again I am a slave to my meandering thoughts
The things that remind me of you have to stay in my conscious mind Read the rest of this entry
Evolution is a funny word, and an even stranger than funny occurrence
English: Photograph of abdomen of a pregnant woman (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
You might argue that as life has expanded to include creatures from other planets, and technology and magic have stepped up a notch or 84
It would only be those ‘not gaining anything’ from these things that would argue, things have gone too far, in the wrong direction, too quickly!
Except a few know that if we had access to just one other thing, we would all feel the magic of ourselves – self-esteem, judgy wudgy pants and co, and disrespect would disappear from reality, and then people, then everyone would really be having the time of their life!
When I think about miracles, I think about when I see a pregnant woman and notice that ‘She has got a whole ‘nother human in her belly’ !!!
Apparently this is not enough! Read the rest of this entry
On face value
Off face value
The enjoyable interaction = The enjoyable interaction
Except one is underpinned by trust, respect, thoughts, loyalty, kindness, honesty, highs and lows, impact…and these are the insides in the ball of love
The other is underpinned by by by by? = nothing + duplicitous behaviour + an off cut from loves cloth
Word Count – 50
I have a little bit of ‘tude… and a selection of feelings/emotions and reactions, feeding the general mood and conclusions of this spillage!
Pretty sure you won’t make it to the end. Note to self – OH MY GOD I bloody love my pretty page, and an idea for new wallpaper is firmly sorted!
Back to a rather long-winded moan/analysis/poke around/thanks/oh balls/less judgy wudgy hypocrisy, in my CD-rom soul.
All delivered through my strange eyes, stranger life happenings, and the humble yet positively trappy opinions I own as of now
In short, me spilling AGAIN! 🙂
Firstly, as I traipsed onto my page after a short break, I just had to chuckle at the utter mental-ness of my entries of late, which was induced by a number of rather shocking changes to my identity. As one of my dear friends summed up as good reason for my shifting perception – I am maliable. I would have to say on a short note Read the rest of this entry
Ten Little Aliens
The Aliens called a meeting, seeing the first and last of a kind in epic gargantuan measures, they thought,… but if we let them have it that way, we’ll have to go back to being bored with no-one to play withAnd everytime they tried to reboot her lately, things were not going to plan and she said, stop being such Doofus’s, you are in on it, part of the crew, on your next scoop through, pick her up and take her with you
Only trouble with that plan was that old Mother Nature could not, by default, leave earth or any of it’s species Read the rest of this entry
Week 1- The England version
They all went to the local supermarket and bought EVERYTHING they would need to get them through the following 2 weeks, so they didn’t have to spend a penny anywhere at all for 2 weeks minimum, after the cheese, petrol, milk, bread, jam and Fosters were sorted, they followed step 2
Step 2 – They visited every charity shop in town, selecting the most vile items of clothing EVER, ensuring that the sum total of their items for their entire outfit could not look any worse if they tried when put together,
Tis funny dressing like a twat and you will derive great joy just looking at the hideous bits of clothing we actually liked once upon a time
Step 3, they went onto YouTube and learnt the most epically hilarious dance routine or 3, it was all very chuckle some and empowering and at worst, a rather great build up to a good weeks holiday from work
Step 4- at the speed of light they sent the message (the secret one that detailed the end results of the game), freedom, equality and a baseline amount of money that eradicates poverty and the worries that come with it, they sent it to every street in their community (the whole nation) Read the rest of this entry