Nothing changes, if nothing changes

Nothing changes, if nothing changes.

Sometimes you get to a point where you just know without any shadow of a doubt that things have got to change. You are in limbo, stuck in a rut and feel as though you are not getting anywhere. It’s not that things are bad but they are not that good either. What I am trying to say, albeit in a rather clumsy manner is that unless we take action, life can become pretty mediocre and stay that way if we do not do something to change it.

Why settle for less? When you know deep within that you can do anything, be anything and achieve anything if you just change your mindset. The mind is a powerful tool that can act for us or against us. It’s up to us to tap into that power now, and open up the field of potentiality where anything is possible.

The image here is of an Orange Dragonfly. The Dragonfly symbolises change, transformation, adaptability and self-realisation. This is mental and emotional change on a deep level. The colour Orange symbolises many positive things such as warmth, joy, creativity and success among other things.

The only obstacle that stands in our way is usually ourselves. So with all that in mind, I say to you look deep within, change your mindset and become the best version of you possible. Those changes that you want to see may not happen overnight but just taking small steps each day towards your dreams and goals will start you moving in the right direction.

Wishing you all a great week!

Blessed be!

Liola

© Liola Lee 2019

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

NanoWriMo 2019

Writer’s block has well and truly set in! Oh…woe is me! I repeat woe is me!! To say it is not going well is an understatement of the most mammoth proportions! Call me a ‘Drama Queen’ if you will but I have done this before, and it did not get me quite like this when I did it previously! I signed up for this once more when I was feeling good, energetic, determined and spontaneous but with hindsight feel that just maybe I have been overambitious by more than a few degrees! Bitten off more than I can realistically chew!! Oh my…what was  thinking, if indeed I was thinking at all! In retrospect, I clearly was not thinking, I was allowing myself to be carried away by a moment of utter madness! What am I to do? I could declare myself a Nano Rebel and just do what I can do outside the rules. However, that would mean that I would not be a ‘Winner’. Not sure if I can handle that? That could work maybe? I have a thing about medals, certificates and winning that goes back a long way!! What am I to do? Okay, I shall breathe and calm myself down and have a think about my next step!

We are two weeks in. That means that there are still two weeks to go. So, I guess for the next two weeks I shall see what I can do, if anything at all. What will be, will be and it is, what it is! I will do the best that I can in the situation that I find myself in. Que sera sera!

Any encouragement, guidance, tips and maybe even tricks would be welcome just now!

© Liola Lee 2019

Featured image shows my NanoWriMo 2014 winning Banner. Whether I get one for 2019 is at this time unlikely. I may well have to learn to accept defeat! That will be a hard lesson if it happens!!

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R.I.P

slumbering in earthen graves

some known others not

flesh on bones left to rot

faceless now lost in caves

laying long in dirty trenches

waiting for death to come

bloodied rows crowded tomb

rotting flesh smells and stenches

immobile bodies lay so still

crimson sticky puddles stick

open wounds carrion lick

‘til rats and birds have had their fill

no romance in bloody wars

boys and men go to die

for what? perhaps just lies

just some so-called cause

sleep now hush now darling

little boys one and all

lay you down and gently fall

asleep with Jesus calling

© Liola Lee 2007

With Remembrance Day on the horizon I thought I would repost this poem. I wrote this in 2007 to remember all those service men and women who fought in all wars. The imagery in the poem is more in reference to The Great War and the trenches. Please know The image here is of my beautiful Dad who signed up for the RAF at the age of 18. He and many like him served their Sovereign and Country in World War II to keep us free…I blended the image with a field of Poppies to create a dramatic effect.

Rose of Autumn

White rose of Autumn,

Echoes eerily, elusive –

Sinking Moon in solitude,

Reassuringly reticent.

Yellow rose of Autumn,

Glows golden, glistening –

Shining Sun in solitude,

Magnificently majestic.

Pink rose of Autumn,

Dares delicately, disarming –

Setting Sun in solitude,

Sensational splendour.

Red rose of Autumn,

Provocative persona, powerful –

Moon rising in solitude

Dangerously decadent.

© Liola Lee 2007

The rose shown in the image was captured on my iPhone a long while back. It is none of the colours mentioned in the poem but the colour is close to that which I had in my wedding bouquet back in 1984. Perhaps I should add another few lines?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Beside the Sea…

A quick post to say hello to all of you in the world of words here in the blogosphere. I hope that you are all well, and that the Universe is being kind to you both in your personal lives and in your creative endeavours. I have not been on here much just lately as I am busy with the busyness of life away from my keyboard. Family matters are high on the agenda just now, and I find that my mind is elsewhere just because that is how it is. This is only temporary, and sometimes it is okay to step back. Sometimes that step back is thrown upon you with no warning, and sometimes it is a matter of choice. Either way it is okay. As I believe everything happens for a reason, I find that I am just taking everything in my stride, and know that I will deal with whatever the Universe sends my way. Everything that happens is a blessing or a lesson, sometimes both.

A couple of days and nights each week I am spending my time with my Mum in Tankerton, here on the South Eastern Coast. My sisters and I are here on a rotational shift basis as our Mum now needs us. She has always been there for us while we were growing up and as grown ups, though in the eyes of a parent you are always a child. Our roles have become reversed with us in the caring role, and our Mum being cared for. That said, her body may not be as strong as it once was, her mind however misses nothing and she remains astute and present.

So although, I am on slightly un-chartered territory just now, I have an opportunity to spend quality time with a truly precious and remarkable woman who has been instrumental in helping me grow into the woman I have become.  Time is the operative word here. Time is precious, and it is the one thing that once given, you can never get back so this time like all time  is to be treasured. Sometimes we forget just how precious a commodity it is. We forget to be grateful as we rush through life in our rush to get things done. Now for a couple of days during the week, I get to escape the roller coaster that is my life, and get to breathe in the sea air and take time out to think. I get to walk along the seafront and do a walking meditation in the mornings before breakfast. This morning, the sea was choppy, the wind  chilly, the sun shinning, and the dog walkers out in force. Cyclists, walkers, runners and meditators all finding their way along the sea path. Our paths are not always clear nor always straight but they are the paths that take us to where we are going. It’s always lovely to arrive at a lovely destination but how we get there is the adventure.

Anyway, I just thought to say hello. I hope you have a beautiful day and and wish something wonderful comes your way to make you smile, make you laugh and make you grateful.

Blessed be!

© Liola Lee 2019

Image captured is looking out to sea in Tankerton. Image was captured on my phone so is not great but you get a sense of tranquility and peace.