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Peaches In The Darling Sun

Surprising Ways To Achieve Peace

I have been searching for peace all my life, but it has only been the last couple of years (I’ve just celebrated my 39th birthday) that I’ve actually realised it. Peace is a value. A need. And for me, it is the greatest need I’ll ever have.

I’ve been a highly sensitive muffin for my whole life, and, as a result, the slings and arrows of the world seem to wound me a little deeper than some. When the penny did finally drop a few years ago that I was feeling and reacting to the subtle energy all around me, my world changed.

With this knowledge, I’ve slowly been uncovering little tips and tricks on how to bring more peace into my life, and I thought…what a wonderful time to share some of these surprising little tid bits with you. They’ve helped me ‘calm the farm’ tremendously, and whether or not you identify as a sensitive muffin, I’d imagine at a time like this they will drastically help you too.

So, if peace is what you’re looking for, here is a little list of the things that may help get you there.

Identify your sore spots and seek to remove them ( No, actually remove them. Really. You have to get rid of them. All of them.)

I never realised how much I hated white plastic toilet brushes until I caught myself having the same thought/feeling I’d been having (unconsciously) over and over throughout my life. Those white plastic toilet brushes are really a little icky, to me.

So I replaced the one in our toilet with a pretty ceramic one: soft grey pattern, bristles neatly hidden away. I cannot tell you the relief it brought. Just the act of removing that previously unconscious anxiety (I know it sounds so silly, it was just a toilet brush) from my life lightened me. It also allowed me to bring more joy to my life in the form of a beautiful decorative toilet brush and holder. Art. So beautiful. (Whoever would have thought a toilet brush could be considered art. )

Limit or remove negative energy sources

There is no better time for this than now. Some of the negative energy sources I’ve limited/removed have been the following:

  • The news. I watch only the bare minimum in order to stay abreast of world events. This is so necessary for me. I feel the pain of the world, and I also feel dense, angry energy on supercharge. There are too many angry people on the news. I choose peace, instead. I am free to choose peace, instead, and so are you.
  • Social media. Twitter is a long distant memory. Facebook I use only for positive sources, such as positive, supportive writing groups and communication with friends. The moment the comment section begins to look a little hairy, I exit. Again, I choose peace. My life is all the better for it.
  • The need to be right. I am starting to get better at this, although it’s taken me a while. I once would have argued my opinion, hoping to change the others mind if I felt they were a little on the ‘wrong’ side of the street. Now, I pick my battles. If their opinion isn’t hurting anyone, and they are truly stuck on that train…for the sake of peace, I allow it to be. This one takes a lot of focused energy and consciousness, for me, but it has changed my life and my relationships. So much more lovely peace. For me and for the other person. (I’m not suggesting you repress your feelings, here. I am only suggesting that if arguing is causing more issues for you, choosing not to speak your feelings is perfectly okay. You can process them on your own at a later date, or bring it up with the person when your nervous system has had time to settle.Well, that’s what I do, anyway. )

House plants are not for hippies. And you so completely need one (or soooo many.)

Oh, my plant babies. They lighten the air I breathe. I have somewhere close to twenty houseplants, and they make my life better in so many ways. Not only do they purify the air, they help me practice using my intuition (I seem to intuitively know when it’s time to check them for water, you will too). They are wonderful to help build empathy levels (when you see a dying plant you’ve been desperately caring for, you’ll understand what I mean.) They are just the best housemates in the whole wide world. They are pure peace. You’ll even get a new title: Plant Mum/ Plant Dad. I love that SO much.

Add or remove music

Lately, while gardening, I’ve been bringing the speaker out with me and listening to calming music. It has been SO lovely. And another beautiful lovely thing: calming music while folding the washing. Never would I have thought it…the chores have become my favourite part of the day. No longer do I put my nervous system through a world of hurt by resisting (thinking how much I hate chores, but suffering through them anyway.) Now, I find ways to make chore time beautiful. Music is the very best way, for me.

Another thing: music can be felt and it’s been known to significantly alter moods (I’m thinking this would be particularly the case for us sensitive muffins.) So even if you’ve been loving heavy metal your whole life…if peace is what you’re after and you find your choice of music is inducing feelings or anger or anxiety (even love songs might be doing this, you’ll just need to monitor yourself and get to know how you respond to certain types of music) maybe it’s time to make a different choice. Trying it wont hurt. Loving it will change your life.

Time in nature. Yoga. Meditation.

I do all of these, daily. I need them all, daily. (I’ll do seperate posts on these. They are that important.)

So, there you are. I’ll stop here because, the truth is, I believe we all have an inner radar (sometimes referred to as flow) that guides us to make the exact moves we need to make in our individual lives, and we’re all slightly different in terms of our needs. I’d also hate to rob you of the chance to discover the beautiful intricacies of your own personal river to joy. But for those looking for a quick and easy road to peace, these little tid bits may help to get you there, they’re certainly worth a try.

So much love, bloggy friends.

All the best. xx

Brooke

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Day Four. And…breathe.

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Life

Fly Free

Fly free,

sweet bird,

from the spiral mind

that cages

and twirls you.

You are beautiful

always.

How funny

that you sometimes

forget.

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Life

Love Letter Time

To my beautiful bloggy friends,

Guess what time it is?

That’s right. Love letter time. 🙂 You know you’ll never get away from all the love hearts now that you’ve found this giant mushy love heart face, so if you’ll be so kind: get your hands ready. Because all the love hearts are on their way.

Here’s the thing:

It’s okay.

Everything will be okay.

There are many reasons for this, but if you’d like me to share a couple I’m happy to pull some little pops of okayness out of my bloggy hat to reassure you that we do, indeed, still totally have this shindig called life.

Chocolate will always be there.

Ice-cream, too, if you like it.

Music. Dance. Art.

Cold Pizza.

And most importantly, all the mushy ‘Brooke love hearts’. They will always and absolutely be there. Through good times. And bad times. And omg I just ran out of ice-cream times.

Always these love hearts will be here for you to visit, to remind you that— no matter how much it feels like you’re flailing around in a sea of what on earth is this life?— you’ve totally got this.

I mean it, guys.

You’ve got this.

And so if there is a pain or more in parts of your world, I feel you, and I’m with you.

Know that you are not broken. Know that you are human, and lovely, and no matter what today might have looked like for you: tomorrow will be better. I don’t know how I know, I just know.

Tell your inner critic that ‘Brooke said to go away, please, thank you.’

Take your Teddy Bear to bed— I don’t care what anyone says: you’re never too old for anything, especially not for soft, fluffy, lovely.

Be whoever, and whatever, you need to be in this moment until you need to be someone or something new.

So yeah.

All that. 🙂

So much love, from your resident internet mush face.

xx Brooke

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Life

Miraculous

It’s a truly miraculous thing,

when a soul steps in

to announce its presence.

When the slideshow of broken

memories roll in and out,

and the wounded little girl

meets her second chance

to shine.

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Spirituality

A Letter From The Soft Girl

Dear Brooke,

I’m well, thank you for asking.

Yes, I do believe you are perfectly capable of anything you choose to do in this life. It’s okay it took you a while to figure that out. You were meant to take a while to figure that out.

Yes, I do love you. So, so, so dearly. And yes: this absolutely is the greatest love of all, because I love you even when you think you don’t deserve to be loved. Oh. You’re totally welcome, girlfriend.

Yes, I forgive you for forgetting how wonderful you are from time to time. Humans do this odd thing, at times (what silly duffers, you are.) Rest assured, the universe won’t allow you to linger in the cranky pit for too long. Your smile has too many other smiles to welcome into the world.

Yes, I’m glad you’re worrying less and saying ‘bugger it’ more. If they can do it, you can do it. So…bugger it, off you go then. It’s well and truly your turn.

Yes, I am real. I am real, I am real, I am real, I am real. I have given you more than enough proof. Please. Believe me already. (It’s okay that you don’t believe me, btw. That’s just another one of those wacky human problems. Never mind. You’ll get there.)

Yes, I am always available when you need my advice. Haven’t you noticed? I tend to offer it anyway. Even when you think you don’t need it. Especially when you think you don’t need it.

Yes, I write most of your blog posts. Yes, it’s okay that you take the credit. I am you, and you are me, after all. Confusing, I know. We’ll get to know each other more comfortably before too long.

Yes, your truth will shine now that you have given it permission to do so. Just know, however: your shine will look different to all humans. You must never expect others to see you as you do. For instance, your ‘shine’ will look grey to those who only see the world in black and white. That’s okay. Black and white eyes do not see incorrectly. They just see differently.  Yes, you still have a thing or two to learn about this part.

Yes, I am responsible for half the books in your bookshelf. No. I’m not sorry. We needed them. Eeek. Sorry, trees.

Yes, this is the final point, until the next time you need me.

So much love, darling human girl. You’ve so totally got this.

Scratch that: we’ve totally got this. xx

Love,

The Soft Girl

(aka: your soul. Aka: your intuition. Aka: the actual you.)

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Life

The Right Way

He said,

she said,

they said

that I was

too different

to be loved

as I am.

And I believed them.

These are the scars

we paint upon each other’s hearts

when we declare

that without a doubt…

our way

is

the right way.

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Poetry

Gentle

I try to be gentle with the girl inside me.

She is imperfect.

She hurts, and she hurts others

as she tries her best to be.

She thinks and she thinks,

and she doesn’t think enough

until something in the air breaks

and tells her,

‘Hush. Be kind to the one that matters most in your world.’

And so I try to listen to the air as it crackles.

And so I surrender

as I wait for my sunflower to bloom.

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Life

The Answer

The answer is:

I don’t know the answer.

The question is:

Does anyone?

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Poetry

Worthy

We don’t have to convince the world

that we are worthy

of their love hearts.

We only have to convince ourselves

that we are worthy

of our own.

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Life

Tomorrow

Tomorrow,

we start again.

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