All tagged joy

Click Here for 2 Minutes Hate

We spew our instantaneous emotions to the world on Twitter,

Whilst remaining physically inactive and bitter.

Are we over emotional and spineless or just so numb to reality

To 24 hour news,

That it takes more and more and more to provoke a reaction.

Are we special snowflakes or part fused to the screen.

Catch the Moments of Your Life

“I know it feels like you have all the time in the world, but you don’t. So stop playing it so cool. Catch the moments of your life, catch them when you are young and quick, because sooner than you know it, you’ll be old and slow and there will be no more of them to catch. And when a nice boy who adores you offers you pie, say thank you.” William, This is Us

What is your Story... This is Mine...

Every person you come across is living a completely different life, hearing something deeper or more shallow, seeing something you see from an alternate angle. We are moving stories and we live through these tiny little moments of earlier chapters that have built up to become a powerful wave in our psyches, in our memories, in the way that we digest the world around us. And not just past chapters but present emotions and how tired we are, and how stressed and how happy and how sad. Then we make decisions and it rolls on and on and on.

Moments of Joy: Love Always Wins & All The Books

Joy is hard to find in a week which began with a convicted rapist getting a three-month sentence and ended with tragedy... and that's without everything terrible in-between. It is in moments like this that I turn to books. We should all turn to books, to educate ourselves on experiences we haven't had, to comfort us, to increase our belief in love and the beauty of life.

Moments of Joy: Stupid Things and Becoming Stronger

I sat down in a cafe last week and wrote a list of things about myself that I'm confident of and others I still need help with - just for me -  and I'm proud that I can now write things in the former category. And I did some stupid things in the last fortnight too, but I didn't hate myself as much for them, because we are all human and we can't be fucking perfect all the time. One step at a time and realising that is SUCH A JOY. Here are my others for the last fortnight (oops)...

Moments of Joy Monday: A BBQ, Jam Session and Conversation

I went on holiday on my own for the first time ever and I relished every moment of it. I loved taking afternoon naps, eating supper late with a great book, staying up all night staring at the clear Thailand sky on the night of the New Moon. I loved not having to answer to anyone else for a while.

However, on my return I was itching for conversations with my nearest and dearest. That is what I missed most of all, the comfy connection of those who know you. I filled my weekend with it.

Moments of Joy Monday: Taking a Me-Me-Break

Good morning, I hope your Monday hasn’t slapped you in the face yet. This will be a regular feature every Monday, outlining the things that have brought me joy that week – books, plays, a lipstick, moments, furniture etc – hoping that they might bring you joy too. This week, it is not hard to list any number of joyful things as I am currently taking what I call a MeMe break in Thailand. I’ve been on a detox and doing yoga and basically just talking to myself for almost two weeks, I find time away from the city and my life every now and again to reset and replenish absolutely necessary for my creativity and life force. (Pause for self-deprecating laugh)

The thing about London is that she breathes. With each new breath, people are sucked into her feistiness and on the exhale others are cast away. She is highly addictive and beautiful on her good days, when the streets shine with possibility and reward. Pubs and clubs and cafes spilling with her wards, laughing and crying, talking and loving, she makes them feel invincible and alive. On her bad days, she pounds you, throwing into your route every ugly thing you could ever see. There is greyness and sickness and poverty and addiction and sadness and wealth and greed and excess and people, oh so many people, saturated and surly. She offers up to you in her palms every extreme to dine upon. You can have your highest and best times here and other times she squashes you underfoot.

Have you ever had one of those days that pricks you, pinches you, pokes you around; life's not slapping you in the face, it's just cruelly teasing you like a small child would another, pushing your boundaries until you feel like crumbling up into the foetus position and weeping with the fatigue of it. I just had one of those days/24 hours and I hated it. I hated it mostly because my usual mantra is to rise above the angst and the first world problems and the stupid day-to-day shit. I like to play the part of positive and enthused even when I don't feel that even a little bit.