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Memories of our Loved One’s

Memories of our Loved One’s
This is a letter he wrote to me when I ended up getting sectioned in a psychiatric ward, where again he supported me as he knew I shouldn’t be in there. He knew the truth that I was suffering from grief.  Words can be so powerful, for helping others and hurting others. I re-read this letter many times and it gave me strength and hope that I would recover and get out of the ward I was sectioned in.

What I am learning about Grief?

What I am learning about Grief?
  An Hour is a Sea Between a few, and me With them would Harbour be.    Emily Dickinson           Accepting my feelings come in waves and takin...

Express Myself Mala

Express Myself Mala

Express Myself Mala

Meet Julia @trippingtribe wearing my Express Myself Mala in turquoise semi-precious stones and lava beads from my new Mount Agung collection @malamantramaker  - so excited to see my Mala being worn and loved 💕🙏

We all have difficulties sometimes expressing our true feelings for fear of being misunderstood or labelled.  When we are in need of help I guess it is probably the hardest time to reach out and ask for some help from friends or family. Instead, we just soldier on and hope the feelings will soon pass us by and we are able to ‘get over’ these uncomfortable feelings. Sometimes feelings come up for no apparent reason, or so it seems, but really the feelings were there all along and have just found a safe time to pop up.