Technically, it is still spring… and I have some more flowery photos I’d like to share. I can’t resist May’s fresh colours and its beautiful, delicate flowers. 🙂
“The fact that you cannot get everything from one person alone. If and when you think you might, it’s no more than an ephemeral mirage that leaves you empty, disappointed and disoriented as soon as it disappears. And how exactly does one manage to constantly find something more intense than the previous experience? The next thrill always needs to be somewhat more intense, somehow different and better than the one before it, otherwise the frustration is what increases and not the relief, the forgetfulness… But you don’t need any of that, do you? You find solace in simple things and even if I normally despise that, I guess I’m a bit jealous too – everything is so much simpler, your sort of happiness is so much easier to reach, isn’t it?” Continue reading “Parallel Lives – Sample Fragment 95”
“Sad? How is it sad when that’s the only promise of improvement? It’s not sad to stand as proud and unflinching when you’re raw and exposed as you do when you’re on the peak of glamour, gathering shallow praises from those around, from all of those who can only perceive obvious or staged beauty. There, look at that tree, the little one between the two dark ones, it’s already on the right track, with its daring pink flower buds starting to bloom before the leaves have any chance to show up.” Continue reading “Parallel Lives – Sample Fragment 94”
The cold wind freezing her face and messing up her hair kept her alert, it was a different sort of awakening. She could see and find joy in all the little things around her for a moment, without any sadness or regrets from her real life and her real self creeping into this still world of simplicity and happiness. The early spring day was sunny and calm, their boat, together with a few others scattered on the surface of the river were the only one disrupting the quiet afternoon, scaring away a few of the birds that remained there over the winter or had already managed to find their way back as soon as the snow disappeared.
“Look at it, it’s all so real, no need to cover up the branches in all sorts of bright shades and colourful noises, it’s all naked and true, not ashamed, not needing to hide its bareness.” Continue reading “Parallel Lives – Sample Fragment 93”
Half an hour later, approaching their final destination, Amalia started to feel excited about the day’s outing. The early spring and the cold sun were irresistible, that time of year and that kind of weather always had a cheerful impact on her. That was when all the bad things seemed less threatening, all issues seemed to have a solution, and a positive outcome for all endeavours became a sure thing for a few moments.
Continue reading “Parallel Lives – Sample Fragment 92”
When I first read the breaking news title, I refused to believe it. Surely someone was exaggerating… Then I read the article and I was speechless. Tears filled my eyes when I saw videos of the Notre Dame spire collapsing, swallowed by flames. Continue reading “Not So Wordless A Wednesday…”
Sometimes we have no idea how much we need to share a story… until we do. As I was driving across the country some time ago, the story was practically writing itself in my mind. Timing was everything, I realized once more, admiring the foliage on my way back home.
When fellow blogger Yvette Prior told me about her project and invited me to share a story, I was conflicted for a moment… or two. I am no role model, after all. Who am I to tell people what to do or where to find their strength in order to persevere? Then something clicked. Difficult as that was, I had a chance to share something personal with the world, hoping that my experience might resonate and someone else might feel less alone, less desperate during a similar difficult time of their own. Yes, that was something I could do… and an idea started to take shape in my mind. But it only became clear how I should tell my story on the way back home that autumn.
When Yvette extended her invitation, the time was right for me to share that particular story. This April is the right time for Yvette to share more details about Lady by the River. She does this in a series of 10 posts containing excerpts from all the stories and a variety of other interesting facts. Since she covered these matters so well, I will only mention a few relevant aspects and then let you discover and hopefully enjoy the book.
Each of the nine different authors (including Yvette Prior) from different parts of the world, of different ages, with different lives and beliefs shares a personal story of perseverance. We all tapped into some painful memories and emotions trying to express how we found our strength, hoping that others might find our experience helpful in some way. Yvette put her own counselling experience to good use, and the reader is also provided with additional material. In her own words, Lady by the River is a book that inspires. In my opinion, it’s a book that can help different individuals in different ways.
But here’s the best part – if you’re interested in this book or you believe someone you know might find it useful, you can download the Lady by the River for free on Amazon on April 12th, 13th and 14th. Just clock on the link and enjoy the giveaway!
They were both laughing, enjoying each other’s banter and the closeness into which they sank deeper and deeper, while Amalia was amusing herself, composing a sensual message for a woman with whom the man next to her occasionally had sex. Such behaviour was what described the two of them together. Having met while he was on a date, he had first asked her out while she was on a date. Continue reading “Parallel Lives – Sample Fragment 91”