Just daydreaming about me … probably the most three commonly spoken sentences I have made in my life so far are as follows:-
My mind is really that simple. TBH®
ps and those windows I designed myself. I love glass.
Yesterday at noon … was a big milestone for me and my family. After a very tough year, but also one of my best, a gorgeous Victorian villa became mine. I feel humble. I have worked so hard and lost so much but I feel of value to you all today. I hope I don’t let myself or the people close to my heart down. It is a miracle. I never believed I could do this. I would rather tell you all about it when I have started the renovation. It is a real labour of love.
We all need a worry monster and fortunately I have a very patient one. I don’t know how he puts up with me but he does. I tell him everything and he knows that magic is real.
Thank you …
There’s a squirrel on your keyboard and a parasol in your hat. The world could not be without you darling. I struggle sharing you. Sorry.
Tiffany. X
This will be my last blog here for a while as having sold my house, I am working towards a new project and I have also learned many things from this existing situation. It’s been horrific in some respects – but gorgeous, in that I have met new people who have blessed my life. I am not the least bit interested in brexit, reviews, scroungers, politics, religion, hate, ego, greed, current news, social media, social affairs, your relationships, books or films, numbers, colours, bullshit, back biting, bullying, false assumptions, fake news and third hand whispers and ridiculous gossiping. Time to be selfish. Selfish for my family, the love of my life and the people I care for in the real world. That’s enough to cope with right now. Tiff. X
Never be quiet about injustice. Never feel tainted by jibes and intimidation. Stand UP and keep shouting because eventually the truth will be known. Those who are unable to speak with you face to face have no argument. Cowards = hiding behind their own false sense of security. It is not easy standing at the door of a rented home greeting love with strangers. But it is very worthwhile. It was not my decision to leave my freedom behind but more a set of circumstances. Yet, this is my journey. Be on yours and never allow any form of resentment to make you feel afraid for your own safety. We can all go on pathways we never thought possible with faith! Look at all the positive things around us. I have met so many wonderful professionals helping alongside a free and beautiful project. Let us hope and pray we leave the rusty nails from the beginning where they belong which is exactly where they are meant to be.
Every single penny of my ‘forthcoming’ new doorway is from myself and work away from Golden Sands (my lovely business) which barely breaks even due to my loyalty to pay rent on time, despite constant letters not for or addressed to me from debt collectors. I have no forwarding address for the reciprocates but they can use social media to attack my neighbours babies! A friend and woman who has no debt of her own. Who spends each day trying to learn and teach. She is worth ten or more of them. Little clicks of bimbos attacking those unable to defend themselves. Thank God the rest of us women are limited to such appalling and trashy behaviour.
Then BES Utilities, the worst energy company in the UK taking the rest of the business. I am lucky to break even with that project. But I don’t breath for the money. I breath for life and whatever remains or comes I will always invest for more to share with my soul journey. So it is of comfort I sold my home to expand for the bigger picture. I owe nothing. I am what I earn. And the most beautiful thing about this is the pure and enlightened energy still flowing through the now cleansed building that no man can destroy – for time is infinite as is our love. The children and pets who visit with their guardians are gifts from heaven. I am humble. Speak with me directly – don’t attack them please.
Tiffany Belle Harper.
Above pic is my writing hut in Warwickshire. A very wise place to charge up my inner purpose.
I feel very frustrated with myself. I do not know how anyone can sit and write a whole book at once. I find myself distracted by so many things. I need an alter ego to write alongside myself – another me – two of us at once. A dual existence … sigh. Daydreaming. I am not very good at ‘days off’ in pensive mode. I always feel so guilty I am not addressing emails, queries, accounting for expenses for the new project … and … worrying in general.
I suppose we all need to learn to switch off and enjoy quality moments without guilt. To not fear our own private thoughts. We all need space. (She says, despite admitting to jealousy issues … sorry … lol).
This time last year, I was wandering, writing … I thought I knew my head and heart. This year, nothing could be more different. I am living in a place I never thought possible. I am living a life that has a routine and I am responsible for strangers. It is is surreal. A dream – a nightmare – a passion – a challenge – a myth – fantasy – reality. Everything … there is happiness, fear and never knowing. I do worry. But I am thankful to be alive and in love. Distant or near. It’s in the heart – the eyes – the soul – infinite twisted through a heart. Like a left rib.
Plus I stood sideways in the mirror tonight and I look pregnant. I can assure you I am not (well not in an earthly sense) maybe some universal being is using me as a portal for someone else? It’s not a fat podge but like I have a real maternity bump … It could be a phantom pregnancy? I do admit though, I have been eating weird food and this is not a conscious decision. I hate waste. I hate greedy people who put more food on their plates than they know they are going to eat. So I become like a intermediary between their waste and the bin. Also I drink beer now and again. This is not because I am more social. Quite the opposite. I sneak into my bar in the night and grab a bottle just for the sheer fun factor and thrill of being able to do that. What has my life become?
On the upside I have sourced some amazing art. A night of worrying. Worrying about just about everything. Help! Or maybe all of above is anxiety that is induced by bathing in Mongolian rock salt. This procedure not only detoxes the body but also the mind. Perhaps I am in the midst of a ninth dimensional energetical shift. Yes. I prefer this concept.
Tiff. X
ps I tend to blog most when avoiding a chapter. I am a coward – lazy at times.
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