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Sun and Moon

Best Friends

‘Sun?’

‘Yes, Moon?’ Sun dribbled out the corner of his frown, watching drearily as a group of star children skipped along a cloud.

‘When was the last time you laughed?’

‘Umm…Oh, I can’t remember, Moon. Too long ago.’

‘Sun?’

‘Oh, what is it, Moon?’

‘Your face is covered in red crayon. It’s a picture of a hotdog running after a cat running after a dog.’

‘Well, that’s the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever heard. And completely untrue. I’m perfectly shiny, thank you very much.’

‘Well, yes, you are. But you still have red crayon all over your face. I should know. I put it there,’ Moon grinned and gave a most spectacular sparkle.

‘What do you mean, you put it there?’

‘Well, Sun, you remember last week, don’t you? When you said: ‘Moon, when was the last time you laughed? And I told you I couldn’t remember…?’

‘Moon! There’s a giant shadow on the Earth, now. Look! It’s a hot dog running after a cat running after a dog!’

The best friends drew closer in the sky and gazed upon the newly decorated Earth.

And then the laughter came.

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Poetry

Just Because I Could

In another world

I would be a pizza eating fairy.

Just because I could.

And would.

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The Darling Blog Of May

The Darling Blog Of May Returns

I may be about to make the biggest mistake of my life.

Okay, that’s a little dramatic, let me rephrase.

I may be about to make the biggest mistake of 2020.

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So!

What’s the big mistake, you ask?

The thing that’s got me a little rattled, a little nervous, a little unsure?

It’s the first of May, tomorrow.

And THIS is happening!

Again!

I’m both frightened and thrilled, all rolled into a woman.

Thrilled because the last Darling blog of May brought so much beauty and fun to my life.

Frightened because the last Darling blog of May could have gone SO badly wrong, given there are only SO many ‘darling things’ a girl can think of on any given month of her life.

But I am ready.

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And so it is we begin.

The only rules are: the official ‘darling’ post for the day must reference ‘darling’ in some way. I might play with either the word or the concept…there are no limits, except for that teeny little word: Darling.

And yes. I’m leaving the rules relatively open to allow me the opportunity to, umm, (cough) cheat on days the creative tank is running on empty. (Lol. I am NOT sorry, guys! This is for my own sanity. Ha ha ha.)

I will also continue with my regular content when the tank is full enough to allow more than one post a day— you’ll know the difference by both the title and the ‘Darling blog of May’ banner at the bottom of each post.

So, yes. That’s what’s happening this month on The Little Blog Of Everything.

I so hope everyone can make it along for the ride! Yay!

xx Brooke

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Life

Nachos

Sometimes in life, I feel the need to relax and spread the word about how good Nachos are.

Not just any Nachos.

Nachos with all of it.

Veggies.

Cheese.

Cheese.

Cheeeeeeeeeese.

(Oh, nooooo, you guys! I forgot the avocado and sour creeeeaam!)

Nachos.

Whatever confusion lies within this world, Nachos will always be there.

Nachos will

always

be

there

guys.

(Nommmmm. :P)

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Life

Maybe Tomorrow, Moon

Maybe tomorrow

I’ll fly to the moon.

Or

maybe tomorrow

I’ll finally realise

I’ve been on the moon

this whole

entire

time.

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Life

Soul Skating

I attacked the garden today. Actually, as usually happens, the garden attacked me—but my goodness I enjoyed the time out there with all that green and lovely stuff.

Until about thirteen seconds ago, this post was going to be about my interesting emotional state whilst chopping, weeding and sweeping all the clutter into neat and tidy piles. But the final sentence of that last paragraph there has triggered me into a new train of thought, so I’m going to go with it.

This morning I took my Son roller skating for the school holidays, and while skating around the rink with the little roller cutie, I got to thinking about how light and floaty skating made me feel. As I whizzed around, light as a feather, it felt as if the energy within my body had found its most comfortable physical state.

‘Hah. Interesting,’ I thought. ‘Humans do seem to be attracted to things that take the heaviness off our frames. Sky diving. Swinging. Swimming.’ Why would that be, I wonder? I’m sure there’d be some kind of boring scientific explanation for it, as usually there is in this very orderly adult world we live in.

But maybe it really is because our body is, in fact, an additional extra. That our souls have all kind of just landed and gone: ‘Right, I forgot. I have a body, now. Gosh. Well, what on earth am I going to do with this heavy thing, then?’

Sometimes I feel the lightness of my bodily energy clearly, and other times I don’t feel it much at all. I feel it when music mixes with it. I feel it quite a lot when I’m in nature (nature feels like a deep breath of clean.)

And that brings me full circle, back to paragraph one; the trigger that changed the entire trajectory of this blog post. The thought of how my energy felt while being out with the garden today, versus the thought of how it felt while skating. Can you see how my brain made that giant leap, and consequently ended up drowning you all with another tale of woo woo? (I wonder if others feel as random as I feel sometimes.)

Today’s skating experience made a clear adjustment to my nervous system, and it made me wonder why. And what. And how. So I’m probably going to keep wondering about that a bit longer. And maybe someday I’ll try and find out the real truth about why roller skating feels sooooooo goooooooood.

Ps: I’m totally gonna get some roller skates.

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Life

July Energy And Doughnuts

Who even knows what is going on with this July energy, but if you are diving deep into the guts of you, or kind of feeling a little bit like there is a thick layer of mud painted onto your skin, too…that would probably be because—drum roll— July-kind-of-sucks. Just today alone I have failed to even start anything I’ve set out to do, to the point where the day will be gone soon and I will still be wondering when it is going to start. (Disclaimer: this could also just be a ‘me’ thing, but I’m going to say it’s an everyone thing. It feels like it’s probably an everyone thing.)

Guys. I’m just here to say that it’s totally okay to eat all the doughnuts if July is, in fact, having its way with you, too. Go on— the sugary ones with jam inside are particularly awesome, as long as you don’t heat them up to the point of tongue burning. (Omg. Ouch.)

That reminds me of a fun story, and I reckon I need to tell it…if only to lighten us all up a bit. 🙂

It was when I was about eight, I’d say. I was an only child at this point, and my wonderful, fun-guy Step-Dad had taken me to Lunar Park (an amusement park) where we were plonked on a picnic bench, gobbling up hot jam doughnuts.

Everything was going well until he dropped the sugar bomb:

‘Right. Here’s a challenge. I dare you to eat an entire doughnut without licking the sugar off your lips.’

I could have died.

The way the story ended is kind of vague to me now. I’m pretty sure it ended with me meeting his challenge successfully but coming to the conclusion that, because of the amount of concentration needed to keep me from licking my lips…I didn’t enjoy the doughnut one little bit.

So, essentially, I won.

But I also lost. So mega big time.

And that was the day I realised I will never say no to that kind of sugary goodness ever again.

Happy July-ing, everyone. And happy weekend, too. xx

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A Blog a Day in May

The Bright and Shiny Day

Pass me my joy pots,

and I will splash

all the world

with a bright

and shiny

day.

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Poetry

Today

Yesterday

I cried for the train that left my sad eyes

at the station.

But yesterday wasn’t today.

Today

I understood why the train had to leave

without me.

It was so I would go in search

of my wings.

It was so I would remember

how nice it feels

to fly.

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The Darling Blog Of May

Darling Day 27. Friends

Darling are the life-long friends.

And darling is the way they come and go so effortlessly.

How they delight me so with their laughing words and ways.

How they play all the strings of my heart, like a symphony deep in the blue of me.

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All of the wonderful things they are—

The words, the smiles, the love.

What I wouldn’t give to fold it all up, that wonder.

Wrap it in a bundle of the fluffiest kind.

Open it whenever the world spins me a wet-cheek day.

An angry sky day.

A day that goes something like this…

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Friends.

Darling, darling friends.

I hope they know how I adore them.

That the days, the weeks, the months we spend apart sink them deeper into the guts of me…

Where I’ll love them all the more, need them all the more.

Like sunshine. Like chocolate.

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And so another day comes to an end where I fall into bed with a grateful heart.

Grateful for darling friends.

The kind who accept me for every crease, every crack, every quirk.

So beautiful is my world, while you’re in it, dear keepers of my heart.

And so beautiful it always will be.

xx Brooke

 

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