- May 15, 2017
 
I am a little down this morning.  A bit flat after the build up of a garden market stand yesterday to sell my own photographic greetings cards.  Although I love photography my heart hasn’t really been in the selling and marketing of them.  I covered my costs and made a little profit, although if my time involved with the preparatory work was included I would have made a big loss!
But really I am flat because I am doubting myself.  I have so many ideas of little projects, subjects that I want to share, which initially I get very excited about but which I then dismiss thinking that no-one will want to join me in discovering them, asking myself who I am kidding, why I don’t just stop distracting myself and get a job…
As I have posted before, whatever I want to explore and share is what I need to do for myself.  At the moment this is a very very basic self care package, a way of giving myself comfort and security.  A base from which to orient myself, a diving board from which I can jump.  But without it I can go nowhere because I don’t feel safe or nurtured or protected.
So this is where I am going to start. Â From where I am. Â And this is what I will share. Â My foray into looking after myself in an extremely simple way. Â Tiny baby steps that will involve falling down and getting up again. Â Being the toddler but also being the hand that metaphorically helps the toddler get back up, the two roles in one.

My first baby step to self care – a beautiful linen napkin and a simple vase of flowers
- May 11, 2017
 
Despite my best efforts I am still procrastinating. Â Because I want everything to be perfect. Â Although I am writing this blog for myself, I have an awareness of an audience, which limits my self expression.
So I have decided to post every day. Â Simply as means to establishing a habit, a routine. Â Once I am used to that I can start refining what I am saying, focusing on specific topics, bettering my style.
I can only turn up as I am now.  Which is all I want to say and be.  I want to share this with the world.  Nothing new.  Nothing extraordinary – although the results can be.  Simply being present.  Being mindful of all that I do.  Accepting every thought and emotion and sensation.  Welcoming it and inviting it to stay for as long as is needed.
Ultimately I am doing this for myself.  Because I love the feeling I get when I have expressed my self and shared it with others, an other.  I am going to trust that this is not only a good enough reason to do it, but actually the only reason to do it.  By doing something I love, by sharing my joy of writing – even if it touches on, or delves into, deeper darker parts of myself – it comes from my true authentic nature.  Hopefully, by baring my soul, others will feel freer to do the same, even if it’s in private, in their own words in a journal, or simply as an acknowledgement of something in their own minds.
