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Poetry

Best Friends

Oh, the softness you are.

The sweet story of you

whistled through my pages,

the sharpest sorrow, bringing me to

life.

There is nothing more beautiful

than the glistening shards

of a lifetime of broken hearts

melting together again.

This softness,

this story of two best friends,

fills my heart with quiet.

When the roar is over

there is only me

smiling softly.

And you,

somewhere.

Somewhere in time

gone by.

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Life

Creative Adventures

My beautiful bloggy friends.

I’ve abandoned you, and I’m so sorry.

The truth is, I had a beautiful burst of inspiration on my walk today (as often does happen when I’m out walking) and I was going to post while I was out there with my trees. The problem was that I was at the tail end of a super long hike and was just…well. Pretty pooped, to be honest.

I’m even more pooped now, and so I’m just using my ‘me’ self to check in and send you as many love hearts as I think you might be able to catch through the internet.

How is everyone going with all the big stuff happening in the world at the moment? So much love to any of you who are feeling fearful, or unwell. We will get through this, we so super dooper for sure will. xx

There have been a few massive energetic shifts for me over the past few days, and the dense energy of fear, selfishness and resentment in the air at the supermarket is teaching me an awful lot about how I percieve and process energy. So where it’s been really heavy and hard on my system, I suppose it’s been quite good in that it’s handing me new clues about the me that’s been slowly rising to the surface over the past couple of years.

I’ve got to head off to snoozeville now, but before I go I wanted to tell you about the new creative adventure I’ve started up on instagram! I’ve been loving seeing all the creative folk band together and reach out with their talents to keep all the home dwellers entertained, so I’ve decided to do the same.

I’ve posted two days worth of videos so far. If you guys want to have a look, I’d so love to see you there. I’ve changed instagram accounts, so the one linked to my blog is no longer being updated. But if you do want to join me on the new account, my handle is the_softgirl. That’s where my week long insta-story thing is happening. 🙂

Anyway, I’m so so tired after my huge walk today. I’ll be back posting as soon as I get another burst of inspiration. Please don’t go anywhere- you guys are still my most favourite love hearts in the world.

xx Brooke

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Life

Friends

‘Do you wanna high five, Ben?’ I asked, the two of us hanging about in the driveway; him clutching his bike, me just chillin’.

Birds chirped.

Cars were largely absent.

Neighbours pottered in their yards, keeping to themselves.

Then there was Ben and me, and the silence.

Ben put down his bike and I was pleasantly surprised he’d even understood my request. Ben doesn’t seem to know much more than how to put the bins out, and which couples live in houses 4, 6, 7 and 11.

But instead of the high five I was anticipating, Ben raised an arm over my shoulder and the two of us looked out at the world beyond the drive way, together.

And just like that: there was peace.

X

So much Christmas love, my beautiful bloggy friends. And in case any of you need a little bit of a reminder: you’re a legend. And you’ve totally got this.

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Life

A Day In The Life

I’ll be asleep soon.

It’s 6:00 pm, and I’m fairly certain of it— tonight will be an 8:30 kind of night.

My goodness, it’s been a full twenty-four hours. My body is fighting a chest infection/cold and yet I’ve continued to move through life, sucking in just about every form of stimulation the universe has had to offer. However tiring, it’s been all sorts of lovely.

I spent a great deal of the day with one of my most precious friends, one of the few people in my life that I consider to be a ‘soul mate’ (and I’m sure I don’t need to explain the criteria needed to make this particular category of friends. It’s something your heart just knows, wouldn’t you say?)

Anyway, midway through my corn fritter, whilst trying desperately not to cough into the sugar bowl, it occurred to me just how much my homebody ways limit me from experiencing life’s good stuff. Like friends. Like coffee. Like coffee. ( I’m sorry, had I mentioned coffee, already?)

I’m an alone person, that much will never change. But today the universe reminded me that even alone people need someone else.

Bonus points for those of the ‘soul mate’ kind.

orange tabby cat beside fawn short coated puppy
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