Meraki by The Renegade Press #guestblog (men opening their hearts -we need more of it)

This is one of the most beautiful things I’ve ever read! It’s so refreshing to read about guys who open their hearts. We need more of this. It melts me!

Chris Nicholas's avatarThe Renegade Press

In August 2016, a woman broke my heart. After two years of dating, during which time I convinced myself that she was the person I was destined to marry, she left me. To say that I was devastated would be an understatement. I was inconsolable, believing that my entire world had come crashing down around me. In the months that followed our failed romance, I lost my desire to write, to eat, and even to live.

Yet for all that I temporarily lost, I also learned…

I learned how to let go of the anger and depression that had consumed me, how to pick myself back up when life had knocked me down, and how to appreciate the true beauty of human compassion. But arguably the most important thing that I came to understand in my lowest moments was what it means to truly love someone. Twelve months ago I…

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Pottering with herbs #diary should be writing (confidence snitch)

Today’s good. I’ve put a T-Shirt on. Beating myself up as my grammar isn’t the best. Imagination good though. You can have one without the other. Nothing’s set in stone. However, today I’ve spent a long while trying to find inverted commas on my keyboard. There aren’t any proper ones! They all come out in the same direction. I Googled it. There’s no solution?

I’ve been to get some fresh, free-range eggs from a landowner. I’ve also decided to re-pot the basil I bought from a local shop and the parsley. I put that in with a climber outside. Basil likes the warmth whereas parsley is hardy (fingers crossed.)

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Waiting for a tradesmen to look at the shower. It keeps going hot then cold. I don’t mind much but would rather it got sorted for when it gets colder outside. Can’t say I’m homesick as would have to decide for which home. Just going with it …

T. X

She Could – Writing … Deepness #Diary

Been catching up with Yorkshire. I’m very different when I’m here. Susceptible to energy – the elements. I’ve been cutting back on many past times – focusing on writing. We get used to Social Media which is instant, but, sometimes we have to slow down and exercise patience. I struggle with this as I am dreadfully impulsive. I have wonderful ideas (or so they seem …) Then next day I wonder, ‘what the hell did I think that for.’ It’s a Gemini trait – we can often be troubled souls.

So, I’m focusing on my book which goes from childhood tales to recent years where I’m talking to Foley. It’s coming together. But, it’s so painful. It’s brought it home that pets are so important to our well-being. They never wish us harm or ill intent. They love as we love them. Want little by return other than fresh air, food and love.

Folk say ‘words are cheap,’ true in many cases. And yes, actions speak louder. Yet, my book is about actual experiences, some funny others sad – then times when I’ve (quite frankly) been treated appallingly for being kind and speaking my truth. That’s hard to write about. But it’s allowed me to return to journeys of experience that make me who I am today. I’m quite happy with ‘me.’

I’ve lots of photographs to put online together with visits I’ve made for ElegantHippyUK but when I focus on other projects, I get behind with this book thing I’ve got going on. I feel all safe and tucked away at the moment. Semi private, secretive. Spring is in our lungs! To hide like a fairy in the bunk of a tree. Anonymous, camouflaged with all colours of nature. I’ve a busy mind – I enchant myself. Sorry that may sound arrogant, but it’s quite true. 

I love everyone. Probably more than many love me but no less than humanly possible. Yes, there’s people I think are pathetic, some completely vile, but I love them. We can learn so much by sitting back and being in our own moment – at one with ‘self.’  Love is Everything. For it’s love that gives us sanity, forgiveness and hope for the future. As One. I’ve a good family and good friends on and offline and I suppose knowing such beauty highlights the factors of those less ‘nice’ more so. It is true, ‘takes all sorts to make a world.’ We’re all in this together.

I am brimming with insights. Such vision.

Tiffany Belle Harper.

Couch Surfing by Tiffany Belle Harper

My friend Lynette Robinson went couch surfing during which time she wrote an adventurously insightful book about her travels. I will put it on here soon. Currently not to hand and I want to ensure I get the name right!  Travelling this way is worth consideration provided you are  ‘street savvy’ , or prepared to learn how to be with your natural instincts. Couch surfing is something I’d definitely do in the future.

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Tiffany Belle Harper