Category: Life

  • Whispers from Another Century..

    Missing a Time I Never Lived In… There’s a word for it, anemoia: nostalgia for an era you never experienced. A strange ache for something just out of reach. Not a memory, not exactly a dream… more like a whisper from somewhere just beyond the veil. For me, it often arrives in moments like the…

  • Lessons from an Ornery Old Blind Man…

    Life Lessons from a Blind Old Dog… I’m sitting here with Heff, the ornery old blind man himself. Fifteen years on this earth, and he’s still teaching me things I never thought I’d learn. You see, Heff wasn’t always like this. Back in the day, he was my shadow, following me everywhere, full of attitude…

  • Why Does Life Feel Like a Never-Ending Sh*tshow?…

    So, I’m chatting to someone today, and they hit me with this gem:“How come we have so much sh*t going on in our lives?” And honestly, it stopped me in my tracks. Because… why? Why do some people seem to glide through life like swans on a lake, while the rest of us are paddling…

  • When Acres Become Ego…

    When Acres Become Ego: The Irish Obsession with Land… How Many Farms Do You Actually Need? Ego, Greed, and the Irish Obsession with Land… Ireland and land. It’s a love story, a war story, and a tragedy all rolled into one. For generations, land was a matter of survival; it fed families, kept the roof…

  • Wardrobe Drama: When Clothes Ghost You…

    My Clothes Have Commitment Issues… They Never Go Out! They promised me nights out, brunch dates, and fabulous parties. Instead, they’ve been hiding in my closet like introverts at a rave. I’m sitting here staring at my wardrobe thinking… why do I have so much crap I don’t even use? Honestly, I have clothes that…

  • 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,…

  • 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…

  • 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…

  • 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…

  • 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…