I really would not have expected me to have had the discipline to do 50 blogs over 50 days in a row. But I have done, and people have read them and that is not only awesome but unexpected and wonderful.
It is a true honour that you have read these words and some have commented and sent messages that they have helped in some way. This means so much to me.
Today I have had yet another unexpected priviledge – Travelling with seasoned boaters to bring older more needy boats from one marina to another. I tagged along so that I could learn more about the waterways and the locks in particular.
It was one of those glorious English Summer days. Nice and warm but cloudy, and the beautiful countryside did not let me down.
Once again I find myself in a situation I couldn’t have dreamed of 12 months ago. My life unfolds with fabulous things and I am absolutely sure it is because I have a much better mindset – I am worrying less – you have not heard me bleet on about menopausal black holes and painting pictures that show the dispair of the doom that can bring !!!
Day 50 of writing is bringing me clarity, it is making me pay attention to the good things that are going on in my life, instead of focusing on the bad. I am admitting to mini-melt downs and sharing them “out loud” and completely forgiving myself for having them. This is allowing me to allow.
To allow? Yes I am allowing myself to get over things quickly and get over them in order to regain my flow.
Thank goodness for this blog.
I implore you if you are suffering mental torture to start writing about the good things in your life.
It makes you sit up and think.
It makes you see the words on the page and realise that you are flipping smashing out a good life, a worthy life – a life worth having.
Crikey I loved being on the Canal on these battered boats today, this is living and as I sat nibbling on forbidden foods (pie and peas – true boater lunch/dinner) I positively felt more alive than a bag full of wriggly living things.
I feel full of achievement and fun
The Banter was awesome, and lots of swearing was out there, but the skills of moving 3 boats tethered (that word again !!!) was a sight to behold – It reminded me of the Beverley Hill Billies, so funny. I couldn’t get the song out of my head.
I said to one of the blokes…. Black gold he replied “Texas Tea” and we burst out laughing – my thoughts were his thoughts and I was not the only one thinking OMgeeee what is this raft of broken love.
But I was a C
But I was a Clampit and these were my family and our home was broken boats,love and laughter where on the menu for a day filled with fun.
So here’s to Danny Mawdsley, John Gibbons, Mike Stringman, Tim Hodgson, Rambo aka Adam, Nigel and Andy who I shared today with.
Thank you it was brilliant