BE KIND TO YOURSELF AND TO EACH OTHER.
The latest buzzword that I have only just been made aware of is kindfulness. I’m a bit late to the game, having previously embraced mindfulness.
I also discovered that during early December 2018, Barnardo’s one of the many charities I support have developed a new fundraising initiative. Kindfulness week. How wonderful is that?
Intrigued I set about educating myself around this concept and discovered that a British Buddhist monk, Ajahn Brahm was named as the pioneer of the trend.
In a nutshell, it appears that while mindfulness encourages us to be gentle with ourselves, ‘Kindfulness’ is about directing our energy gained from mindfulness at others. Thereby being of mutual benefit. After reading this, the first thought that entered my mind, directed me back to my studies with the Open University while studying for a BSC in Biological Science. Rightly or wrongly, I thought about nature and symbiotic relationships.
Kindness needn’t cost anything but a second of your time. A smile to a stranger, a helping hand to someone in need and to be sensitive to, and concerned about the suffering of others.
The first step is to alter the way we speak to ourselves and others. Be kind to yourself and be less critical – think about what you would say to a friend or loved when they are having difficulties.
Create a more positive frame of mind and dare I say it? Love yourself, be kind to yourself and spread that feeling to others. Who knows it may be contagious?
Praise The Independent Book Shops.
It may come as no surprise to my regular Blog-Post readers that during my travels I cannot resist the temptation to venture inside every book-shop I pass. Much to the disdain of my ever- patient husband.
Quite recently, we decided to spend a few days in a cosy log cabin in Lincolnshire. Tattersall Lakes Country Park to be exact. Out of season, it may be, but non-the less we enjoyed our time in this delightful location.
Close to Tattersall, is Woodhall Spa a beautiful inland resort on the southern edge of the Lincolnshire Wolds. Despite the cold day, it was a pleasure to explore this lovely village.
Imagine my excitement when I came across a delightful independent book shop right there in the centre of the village. The Book Fayre located in Mathew Temple House on The Broadway a family run bookshop, owned by Katherine Fairs and Reggie. A husband and wife team: previously a primary school teacher and RAF pilot.
It is an Aladdin’s cave of both new and second-hand books. The children’s section is well stocked and beautifully enticing for young families.
With its close proximity to the airfields of Lincolnshire, there is an extensive range of Military and Aviation books. I for one, purchased a book about RAF Cranwell in readiness for my brothers seventieth birthday; it seems like only yesterday since I watched with pride as he attended his passing-out ceremony.
Praise to the Independent Bookshops. It has recently been reported by The UK Booksellers Association that for the first time in 22 years the number of independent booksellers has grown. It must be so difficult to compete with the huge outlets like W.H.Smith and Waterstones. I can only imagine the high rates and taxes which must be crippling.
Like most bookshops, The Book Fayre also has a coffee shop and sells gifts to the public, many of which are book related – Penguin merchandise, Gruffalo toys and Hungry Caterpillar to name a few.
So my friends let us support and embrace our Independent Book Shops.
National Story Telling Week begins January 25th until February 2nd.
Let’s celebrate the joy of story-telling, an art form that has existed long before recorded history; beginning with cave paintings.
The earliest form of storytelling discovered is from the Lascaux Caves in the Pyrenees Mountains, Southern France.
During my travels, I have been fortunate to visit many historical sites including Egypt where I was totally blown away when I saw the Hieroglyphic symbols engraved on the temples and the clay pottery. Ancient storytelling from 4000 BC.
Did you know that the earliest known record in the origin of oral storytelling also originated in Egypt? History tells us that the sons of Cheops entertained their father with stories communicating their life experiences.
Historically speaking, different cultures have communicated their stories in a variety of ways. For example, the wandering minstrels telling their tales through music and lyric. Stories are told with improvisation, theatrics and embellishment.
All varieties of storytelling impart information, messages and education. Myths, legends, fables and fairy tales have been part of the human social and cultural activity for generations.
The Power of storytelling I suspect will go from strength to strength. In our modern world with its digital explosion; the telling of stories through social media, film, television and the written word will wrap its arms around the world
So let’s celebrate National Story Telling Week and remember the origins of the gift passed down from our ancestors.
When did you last go to a library? Let’s make 2019 the year of the book.
I can think of many reasons to attend your local library or even an alternative library for example when out on your travels. See below for a few reminders of the advantages of this great institution.
I SURVIVED HEARTBREAK THROUGH POETRY.
I discovered the therapeutic benefits of writing when I was around seven years of age. Writing in my lockable diary was like sharing my innermost emotions with a best friend. I guess that for me, it was a safe way to pour out my feelings. After all, it was a one-way process with no chance of recrimination, sarcasm or ridicule. To this day, I still keep a journal to document my life and the events that encompass my existence.
Move forward thirty-five years and once again I am pouring out my heartache and my emotions, not just into a journal, but this time, into poetry.
I began writing poetry in December 1997, which corresponded with the onset of my post-divorce years. My first poem ‘And Now’ reflects the discovery of my self-esteem and worthiness.
Writing down the words eased my pain and removed the thoughts from my overactive mind. I found writing poetry a very helpful way of cleansing my soul.
The style and tone of my poetry change throughout the twenty years of the collection, but I have no doubt that my survival and mental stability was most certainly helped through poetry.
The recent publication of ‘Chameleon Days’ is a reflection of a woman unleashed and I guess that many women will identify with the theme that runs through the book.
I had the privilege of promoting my work on Saturday, December 22nd in a fabulous location above ‘The Ten Green Bottles Cafe’ in Mansfield, Nottinghamshire.
Rachel, the owner who is an avid collector of books; in particular first editions was most welcoming to me for which I am very grateful.
Rachel and Katie in the Quiet room above ‘The Ten Green Bottles Cafe’
They have arrived.
Twenty years in the writing and now I have the pleasure of seeing my poems in print.
Thank you to The Globeflower Agency.
It is with trepidation that I move into the world of poetry and yet it is a world full of like-minded people. Creative souls with artistic minds.
During the 2018 Poetry Festival, I met two very distinguished poets. Jo Bell a poet, tutor and begetter of poetry projects and Georgina Wilding, our very own young Nottingham Poet Laureate.
Along with a number of other eminent poets they have inspired me to develop my own poetry and to continue to strive for improvement.
Having read ‘How To Be A Poet’ written by Jo Bell and Jane Commane, I am energised into writing another collection of poetry.
The book contains a myriad of advice; ideas that help and guide but above all, encouragement to grant oneself permission to continue reading, writing and redrafting.
I am looking forward to attending many poetry events in and around the country during 2019.
Cibsky photography. Katie Loveley, Jo Bell and Georgina Wilding.
Are you looking for an amusing read over the festive period? Then look no further.
Having read Stephen Ainsley’s debut novel ‘Dennis Bisskit’ I was very much looking forward to his second novel, Dennis Bisskit and the Man from Paris with the Very Large Head.’
The amusing title, although long, gives insight into the amusing rhetoric within this book. The characters of Dennis and Stinky are so loveable; I was rooting for their success throughout the story. Without giving away any spoilers, I can say ‘The boys are back in Dudley.’
This hilarious story is a real page-turner, full of amusing incidents that made me chuckle until the very end.
I look forward to reading more tales of Dennis Bisskit in the future.
CHAMELEON DAYS: POETRY COLLECTION
I am thrilled to announce my debute collection of poetry,
“Be seen, not heard,” is what Mother said. However, for me, my Mother’s words fell on deaf ears. Chameleon Days is a collection of poetry about a woman unleashed and her words will be heard. Love, romance, pleasure, desire, loss, betrayal, anger, and pain.These changing and sometimes camouflaged emotions within this debut poetry collection reflect the feelings of many women.
Written by K.L.Loveley Author and Poet and beautifully illustrated by Nottinghamshire artist, Elvina Dulac.
Elvina is a mixed-media artist and photographer who takes her inspiration from the natural world. She is passionate about literature, theatre and art.
Published by the Globeflower Agency.
Confession time my friends.
As the year draws to a close I find myself in a study that even when it is relatively tidy, looks as though it has been burgled. Over the past twelve months, I have accumulated many magazines and books, cuttings and bits of scrap paper. In addition to this pile of detritus, I seem to have collected hundreds of post-it notes.
Out of fear that any one of these notes may be important, they remain stuck together in a pile next to my laptop.
I try to declutter my desk and the drawers that are overflowing with envelopes, elastic bands, A4 paper and a variety of obscure stationary products. But alas I return them to the same location, this time in a neater pile.
Seriously it is time for me to get my office into some kind of order. The printer is somewhere beneath the clear plastic files and my laptop pressed snuggly against box files the contents of which I am uncertain of.
The truth is, that once I sit down at my untidy desk in my cluttered office; inspiration overcomes me and drives my imagination forwards, compelling me to once again tap on those intrepid keys.
Perhaps the rare chance of having a best seller will one day allow me the freedom to step away from the keyboard and declutter once and for all.