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OF DONKEYS PONIES AND HORSES
MUFFIN THE BEACH DONKEY Going to St Andrews' Beach was always a highlight of the summer holidays in my young life. By this time we were settled at Sypsies Farmhouse, one mile out of Crail in Fife. As soon as we arrived at the beach, I made a bee line...
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MY STORY by PHARE OUEST
A cat's life My name is Phare Ouest, alias Far West, alias West Lighthouse Cat. Don't you think she should have chosen a simpler name for me? I mean, I keep having to tell everyone that no, I do not live in a lighthouse, I have never lived in a lighthouse,...
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OF HENS AND GOATS
I remember when soldiers first entered Northern Ireland because we had been on holiday in England, visiting cousins, and came back to find checkposts and army trucks everywhere. This was Derry in 1969, and we were living in a beautiful old house a few...
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HEADY HEIGHTS AND HIGH LIGHTS
Her first role as actress was as an Angel, although she was anything but angelic! She loved being on stage but she hated having to look pretty! What she wanted to do was act, perform, learn lines, and put her whole body and soul into delivering them....
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FROZEN SOUL SACRED SPIRAL
"Lightening" by Clinton Naik Edwina remembers sitting terrified in a primary school class while a head teacher brutally beat up a young 7 or 8 year old boy, one of her classmates, with a heavy strap. She was frozen to the soul's core. And the other children...
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OF CHORES AND CULTURE
By Frances Hodgson Burnett (author) / M. B. Kirk? (illustrator) - Houghtonhttp:// Library at Harvard University, Public Domain, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=37216694 "The Secret Garden" was one of my favourite children's books. I loved...
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FOXES AND HEALTH
My Mum once told me that I was one of the easiest in our family to care for when I was ill because I just took to my bed and slept or read books. I certainly can't compare myself to any of my siblings - they will all have their own stories of childhood...
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I WISH
Heather Mum's final words to a member of her family were these "I wish....", spoken to her eldest daughter in August 2017. As far as I know she said no intelligible words to her eldest son when he came up in September 2017. She was by then under morphine...
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PHARE OUEST'S JOURNAL
Howdy folks! I'm so excited about being able to write to you! I've been practising my keyboard skills recently because I've realised that her Ladyship is not the best at giving you all the Most Important news so I realised I'd have to develop my own journal...
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WHY BRACO ?
The first question to be asked is "Where is Braco"? Here is a reply from the Great Web : Ardoch, near Braco, was in fact one of the largest Roman stations in Britain but now grass covered rampants and ditches are all that remains. And the title could...
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CHILDHOOD LAUGHTER
Crail harbour Sypsies was the big house on the hill in the East Neuk of Fife about one mile from Crail and its' picturesque and much photographed harbour. We lived in so many houses, and all big, often rambling, some of them only half finished. Lying...
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THE RUBAIYAT OF OMAR KHAYYAM IN NORTHERN IRELAND DURING THE TROUBLES
Duncreggan House, Derry High School with its' famous hornbeam tree (une charme) "Fiona! Lucinda! Cherry! Come down at once!" The year was 1972. The place Londonderry, Northern Ireland. The vice head mistress of Derry HIgh School for girls from 11 to 18,,...
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GRATEFUL THANKS, DAD
Ronald Scott Thomson graduating from Glasgow University Yelling and shouting I run, Racing as fast as I can, Cartwheeling! Somersaulting! Standing on hands! Jumping! Running! Racing! Don't stop for a second - keep going, On up the hill to happiness. And...
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HEALING THROUGH DREAMING
Photo by Jan Bolz Yesterday I started exploring how I transform my daily life through the power of dreams. Today I continue this exploration. Last night once again I dreamed images. I'll not give the full dream, but just the snippets which are relevant....
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DREAMS HEALING DEPRESSIONS
Photo by DYAA ELDIN Dreams are images and emotions that float into our night consciousness, our dreaming consciousness and some of them, not all, pass then into our waking consciousness. That's when they become interesting, because we are all narrative...
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TODAY IS TODAY'S DAY
This is a blog about awakening. Awakening first and foremost my long time desire to write. Awakening the quest to understand myself and others through the act of writing. Awakening the love of poetry and litterature, and all the magic of the word music...
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LA CARAPACE
LA CARAPACE Je suis né dans une grande famille – 4 garçons et 3 filles. Moi, j’étais le quatrième, le mouton noir, né un soir de réveillon de Nouvel An quand tous (sauf ma mère et moi) faisaient la fête. Ma mère, m’en voulait-elle de rater le repas et...
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NURTURING THE TINY SPROUT
This day started with an alarm clock that failed. I became aware of this fact by the quality of light filtering through the shutters. Like Breton and Frnech houses in general my house has shutters. But whereas the normal function of shutters is to keep...
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JOBIG OF THE STARS
Many years ago, not far from Gourin, in Centre Finistere, Brittany there was small farm. It was a well to do farm, employing three agricultural workers, as they would be called nowadays, who tended to the two working horses, to the ploughing and sowing,...