Over the years, I’ve been asked by quite a few people how to meditate. Each time I mention that I meditate, I’m bound to be asked how to do it. I’ll tell you how I, personally, meditate. Bear in mind, that my way will differ from other people’s. This is not an exact definitive guide, but more like a little advice that I’ve noticed works for myself and may well work for you. The first step is to go somewhere relaxing. It c...

Those nights when you just want to sleep. In this instance, I can't because I don't want to miss my alarm, so can't seem to sleep deeply enough. So I've picked up my phone, and started writing about it. It's thoughtless and stupid. I've no idea if this thing will tail off, or turn into something, but it's worth investigating with both hands. I can't sleep. Beep, beep, beep, goes the smoke alarm. The battery needs replacin...

School. Teachers were stupid. Homework was stupid. Everything's stupid when you're a teenager.Especially when they tell you to 'think about thinking'.Sure, some people might find it interesting. But I didn't. it seemed pointless. Why think about thinking when you can just think anyway? I would get stuck in this horrible, endless loop, thinking about thinking about thinking. Being a pretty depressed teenager, I would grumb...

Leaning against a rock  overlooking the ocean  Hearing the waves crashing on the rocks below the occasional breeze  blows a salty mist over me  tasting it upon my lips.  As I quietly watch, listen and think  About all that is happening around me.  The children playing  Couples walking along holding hands  Whilst talking and laughing. Then I start thinking about the television news Wondering what causes people  To be so in...

Magnetism. It really is inexplicable. I seem to be drawn to the word "inexplicable". It's a good word. Being drawn, magnetised, to someone is a funny thing. One day, you could be walking down the street minding your own affairs, like Alex Harvey sang, and then, unlike Alex Harvey sang, someone catches your eye. It might only be momentary, but you feel drawn to that person. Then there's the Internet attraction, which. even...

This has been weighing on my mind for a few days now...How we as people tend to make snap judgments about those we don’t know and or situations without knowing the full story. Don't you think that it would be in everybody’s best interest to leave stuff alone? Especially, if you don’t know what is fully going on?I wonder... what would happen or even how you would feel. If you judged someone or a situation only to find out...

We began our life so long ago, vowing to each other to never let go. We fought with addiction and we won. We fought for our lives together as one. We raised my girls together, but it wasn't always easy. We fought through destruction of people trying to tear us apart. We won that battle as well. our love was strong, it was never ending. Until one day a lie began, and I believed I looked as a stranger. So much had happened...

I don’t know why I am feeling this way all I know is it isn’t good I feel like running a knife over my wrist Or mixing some medicine with alcohol Maybe even jumping out of a window I know these aren’t solutions But I did try talking and that didn’t seem to help Besides it is not anyone’s responsibility Apart from family that don’t care They don’t even know Where I just moved too They don’t know about any of it Now the tea...

Who is it you think is hot? Is it the beautiful girl With the legs that go on forever. Or is it, the long haired blond Emily Procter Who plays a smart ballistic specialist, In the television show CSI: Miami. Maybe it is the average girl with curves and a great smile and a sweet caring personality that lives down the road. Or is the guy You see everyday When you work out at the gym. Maybe it’s a hot guy from your favourite...

Have you ever stopped and just thought about how people actually come to judge you?It’s not always by anything you say verbally sometimes it is by your actionsor the way you present yourself. Whether that is the clothes you wear or the design of your profile page Maybe it’s even your choice friends or the people you associate with... So I guess you could be the sweetest, kindest, most generous person, But if you’re seen t...

Walking down this dark path Having been here before Trying to find the light But never knowing what it looks like I continue walking Remembering everything We shared Felt Heard Loved Feared Admired But now I'm here again  On this dark path Hearing things with every step Laughter that scares me Screams that cause me to cover my ears I need a light Never will I find one

Wrapping my arms around my knees pulling them close as I curl up ball. Feeling tears running down my face as I try to make sense of all this mess. Not understanding what happened or why only knowing that you are gone. You asked me to step back and spend less time but the moment I did this is what happened I still don’t know why, maybe I never will just know that I will always care... There is something else that is weird...

Thoughts, random and ephemeral,stomp through my head. Some are taken note of,some allowed to float off. Ideas happen daily,some acted upon,most tossed aside. Kitten saunters through,always a pleasant thought.Kitty loves her. Is in love. Projects planned, seeds planted. A bass guitar body, you say? How much? Fifty quid? Mine!I'll take those pups, too. Now I just need a neck,perhaps I'll make one.Thus, a new project begins....

I remember when I first read a Maya Angelou poem. I was literally awestruck. I was in high school and we were studying poetry in English class. We studied Norman MacCaig, William Shakespeare, Emily Dickinson and few others. Maya Angelou wasn’t one of them, actually. I was on the Internet one day after school and was looking poetry up on the web, when I stumbled across one of hers. A few years later, I saw her on the TV an...

What can I say I'm the youngest  Between me and the eldest There are two more. Sissy was first And she was 11 So never really interested, in her new little sister. Then was the first of two brothers He was 9 I was his mate He would play cars in the dirt and let me help out. Then was the second And he was 8 He was more into building And working with dad So I was ignored until I could draw. Of course we had pets The normal...