Wisdom of the Sage

When I started this blog I dived straight into writing & it didn't even cross my mind, until this week prompt, that most people will be sitting there thinking who is this woman writing about all these different things? I mean, we don't even know her name.  Well I'm here to change that today.  So hey, I'm Donna. I live in the UK with my partner, our 2 boys & our crazy beagle - I say crazy because she literally is nuts haha. Mind you she fits in perfectly with us lot.  I grew up on the south coast of England & that's where my love of the ocean comes from. I have always had to live near water because it's like me sanctuary & somewhere for me to escape to to help clear & calm my mind. However when I moved 2+ hours away years ago, it meant I left the beach behind. I now near rivers so I'm although I'm near water it's not the same as hearing waves crashing in on the shoreline and smelling that salty sea air.  We do try to get back to th...

What a powerful word Scent is.  Scent can bring back memories of times past and it can help to create new memories too.  You have a special occasion and you decide to use a new scent to mark that occasion...maybe a new perfume/soap/body lotion/hair product. Maybe you decide to have scented flowers/candles/incense around you to help you feel calm or happy. Then later down the line you'll discover that one scent again & it will bring back all these different memories of that day.  Maybe you have a scent that reminds you of your childhood....your mum's cooking, the open fire or the smell of the Christmas decorations being brought out of their hiding place after a year of being sealed up.  You may have a special scent to remind you of the first date you went on, or your wedding, maybe the smell of talc brings back memories of your babies.  Scent can create many happy memories but also it may remind you of sad times too.  For me one scent that brings me mixe...

I've sat here thinking long & hard about what to write on this subject & how I would interpret it.  Then Oscar (my youngest son) came up to me before bed giving me a big hug & said "I love you mama, I hope you get well for tomorrow" bless him. He has been "Dr Oscar" today, looking after me whilst my body has given up. He laid next to me all day holding my hand telling me how much he loves me as I drifted in & out of sleep.  That's what got me thinking about beauty. There's beauty in the kind words & actions we do or say to others.  My son looking after me today was beautiful, mainly because it's normally "mum, mum, mum, I need/want/must have/can't wait/I'm hungry/I'm thirsty" kinda scenarios. So to have him saying nice things & not demanding my attention was blissful. He made me smile while I felt like utter shite, he gave me the biggest hugs to help me feel better & he didn't want me getting up. ...