For as long as I can remember, I have spent a large portion of my days living in my imagination. Daydreaming. Fantasizing. Thinking. Creating other worlds, people and scenarios. In a sense, my imagination gave me a secret world in which, consciously or subconsciously, I was superior to others. Privy to something they didn’t know or could not access. Even during social occasions, I would often be fantasizing about someone or someplace else, smiling at the people around me and, perhaps, to them, appearing to engage in perfectly fine conversation, but never truly being there. Discovering the teachings of Eckhart
I only have time to write briefly, on the short train journey to work, but I wanted to pledge my promise to seriously curb my spending this month, sticking to only absolute needs and pre-organised events. I should clarify further by saying that my focus is on cutting out the additional material objects and focusing more on experiences. So £40 for a train journey to meet my friend for a weekend camping trip is allowed. £11 on random food on the way home from work, when I already have food in the cupboard, is not. I will write more this
In the summer of 1976, my grandfather, Edwin Ralph Hill-Jones, led the Jamaican national wheelchair basketball team to Toronto to take part in the fifth Paralympic Games—the first to be held in Canada. My grandmother, Dora, and my mother, Debbie, then thirteen, accompanied him. It was a rough-around-the-edges affair, held at a horse-racing track, with the athletes retiring to beer tents after the competitions, and a break-in, which involved the theft of the flags of four participating countries. It was also rife with controversy, due to Apartheid and the presence of the South African team. Despite this, it was an
It’s been a while, I know. My unfortunate, whimsical nature is difficult to deny and must accept some of the responsibility for my lack of posts… but also the happenings of life, work, and travels that have taken me away from my computer for a few months. I have missed writing though, and am very much looking forward to catching up with my fellow bloggers (most of whom have surely been more committed lately than me!) Our family has been continuing to deal with the loss of my beloved grandparents and helping my mum to get back on her feet,
I’m about to go to bed after a good but tiring first day back at school with the children, but I wanted to post briefly about something that’s been on my mind… It has struck me recently that sometimes I actually hamper my own progress because I am frightened. I am talking about spiritual progress, or essentially about coping with a particular difficult life circumstance. I think that many of us do this. In the particular, personal situation I am thinking of (moving on from a complicated relationship) I feel sometimes that I am actually doing a lot better than
I’m sorry it has been a little while since I’ve written. I hope you had a wonderful Christmas and a great New Year! Our festive period was quite strange and emotional, due to the loss of my grandmother, but we enjoyed family time together and really made the best of it. Unfortunately on New Year’s Eve, the day after my grandma’s funeral, we had to take my beloved cat, Maisie, to the vet to be put to sleep. She has been unwell recently, the prognosis was not good, and we knew it was only a matter of time. The
I have had such a simple, lovely, relaxing day today, watching films with the family, cooking some delicious vegan food and drawing. This is a portrait I did this afternoon of a civil war soldier (I have a bit of an obsession with history, and with sketching faces!) It has been so nice to have the time to do creative things that make me feel good. Sketching is definitely good for my soul, as is writing. I hope you are managing to get some soul time this season… What makes you feel at peace, inspired and contented?
I just wanted to wish every single one of you a very happy Christmas. As you know, this is a tough one for us, but we are doing our best to enjoy the season and bask in the warmth of family and friends. Thank you so much for reading and commenting on Minimal Belle, and I look forward to hearing much more from you in the New Year! And remember, while we enjoy the gifts under the Christmas tree, the most precious gift you can give another person is your presence. I hope you have a wonderful Christmas. ♡