Category: Life
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Dusting Off My Soul…
The other day, I found this business card in a small bag of crystals someone had gifted me. Thank you, Noreen. It has had me thinking about it ever since! Dusting Off My Soul It doesn’t happen all at once. There’s no big bang, no choir of angels, no switch flipped. Just this quiet moment,…
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When the Narcissist Rewrites Your Story…
When They Lie About You: Smear Campaigns and the Narcissist’s Need to Win… There are few things more destabilizing than realizing someone you once trusted is lying about you. Not just little lies, but full-blown character assassination. If you’ve ever been the target of a narcissist’s smear campaign, you know exactly what I mean. It’s…
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Where Did We Go?…
What Has Happened to Humanity? Sometimes I just sit and wonder… what the hell happened to us? We were once tribal, weren’t we? Rooted in the land, in each other. We lived by firelight and instinct. We shared food, stories, and silence. We knew how to sit with things, pain, joy, and mystery. Now? Most…
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Is This What Healing Feels Like?…
I’ve noticed something lately. A quiet shift. I don’t write about Bully as much anymore. Not because I’ve suddenly forgiven or forgotten, and not because justice somehow found its way to my door. Nothing external has changed. But I have. A little. The Bully posts used to pour out of me like water from a…
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When the Smear Campaign Failed (And I Didn’t Even Know)…
After my dad died, I was hanging on by a thread. Between the grief and the shock of how things unfolded, land gone, will rewritten, loyalty shattered, I was mostly just floating. Not moving forward, not falling apart. Just… drifting. Then came the charity shop. I had popped in looking for old canvases for my…
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From Bully’s Sign to Granny Frass’s Screams…
From Bully’s Sign to Granny Frass’s Screams, How Blogging Became My Unexpected Therapy.. It’s kind of funny when I look back at how this whole blog started. Honestly, if you’d told me years ago that a crudely planted sign right outside my door, courtesy of Bully, would be the thing to finally set my bottled-up…
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Hindsight is the Foresight of a Gobshite…
You ever notice how some people are absolute experts on your life after the fact? You could be standing in the smouldering ruins of a disaster of epic proportions, be it a relationship, a job, a family feud, or one of those “Sure, it seemed like a good idea at the time” moments, and there’s…
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A Field Full of Sheep and Me…
I wasn’t planning to write this today.But you know how those daily writing prompts sneak up on you? Today’s question is, “What bothers you and why?”, and well… turns out the writing prompt works. Who knew? 😂 It got me thinking more about the things that used to bother me, the things I’ve let go…
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When Land Isn’t Just Land…
When Land Isn’t Just Land: Inheritance, Dementia, and the Old Irish Wounds We Carry… There’s a strange heaviness that comes with family inheritance. And it’s not the paperwork or the solicitors or the bickering over fences and sheds.It’s something older. Something heavier. Something no one warns you about. If you’ve lived it, you’ll know what…
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Bruised, Brilliant, and Still Here…
Well, now, would you look at the state of it! Life’s a right messy, scheming hoor some days, isn’t it? One minute you’re flat-out minding your own business, thinking you’ve finally got a handle on things, maybe even feeling half-decent about yourself, and then, bang, the universe decides it’s time for another round of ‘let’s…
UNDER THE WILL... OVER THE DRAMA... 