Wednesday, 29 June 2011


Sometimes growing feels like dying.

Hell, maybe it always feels like that.

Unfreeze some part of your soul and suddenly you feel every little bump, cry three times a week.  You start feeling like the Princess and the Pea, the uber-sensitive soul who had to sleep on 100 mattresses and still could feel a small tiny pea at the bottom of it all.

You start talking in the third person again.

Or maybe you're just going through early menopause.  Either way, an expectation that life should be easy is one you need to put aside on this journey, otherwise you'll just keep on tripping over it, over and over again.


  1. Yes and yes. I definitely know what you speak of. Here's hoping those bumps don't turn into bruises.

  2. yep, life was never meant to be easy baby
    and perimenopause is so-o-o proof of that!#*&@?!

  3. I'm not sure it's just menopause, Sue, as I went through something like this, on and off, for a few years. I tend to think it's something waking up in us, yawning and stretching... and sometimes getting cramp:) Oh, and I think life is meant to be easy, but we just make it harder by our uninformed responses to reality. Until we become informed. But I'm just insufferably positive;)

  4. Yep. Ya got this right, sista!

  5. Lessons hard won, but their truth resonates. I'm hearing you.


About Me

I'm Sue. I'm a writer and a thinker, and I veer from whining to exulting about a mishmash of topics on this blog ~ from creativity to the future to spirituality to health issues. I have had chronic fatigue syndrome/pyroluria for the past 14 years so there's a bit of whining.

I also venture into the territory of pondering God on here, though I have never known what that/she is, and I know now even less than I did before. I'm even cool with there being no god at all. I find fundamentalists in whatever part of life to be ultra tiresome. I once would have called myself a Christian but I have never held to any kind of organised religion. I think religion is really ultimately about story.

But then, I tend to think everything is about story.

I hold the belief that one day scientists and mystics will meet in the centre of the room and kiss each other, and discover they have been exploring the same thing all along.

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