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Word Remedies
Word Remedies
Word Remedies
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Word Remedies

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Word Remedies help us to hear ourselves above the chatter and bustle of our daily lives. These words help to make sense of our messy inner landscapes, help to untangle the complexities of our relationships, and they reflect both our wonder at the world around us and our worry about what is happening to it.
With Word Remedies, we can begin unfamiliar and sometimes overdue conversations with ourselves and with others.
Word Remedies are soothing, provocative, and healing.
This book is a collection of 259 word remedies. 85 are included in my first book Follow Yourself Home, 110 are in my second book In Your Smallest Pocket, and the last 64 haven't been published before.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherJane O'Shea
Release dateOct 5, 2021
ISBN9780473558000
Word Remedies
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Jane O'Shea

Jane lives in Wellington, New Zealand with her husband Peter. She spends her days tending her garden, walking her dog, and writing. She still sometimes works as a mediator, facilitator, and communications coach and presenter. She has written two other books: In Your Smallest Pocket and Word Remedies. For more information and for book purchases, go to her website: www.wordremedies.co.nz

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    Word Remedies - Jane O'Shea

    PREFACE

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    Word Remedies help us to hear ourselves above the chatter and bustle of our daily lives. These words help to make sense of our messy inner landscapes, help to untangle the complexities of our relationships, and they reflect both our wonder at the world around us and our worry about what is happening to it.

    With Word Remedies, we can begin unfamiliar and sometimes overdue conversations with ourselves and with others.

    Word Remedies are soothing, provocative, and healing.

    INTRODUCTION

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    One day it happened. I couldn’t wait any longer. Out of nowhere the thought hit me you are halfway through your life and it’s time to get on with it. I knew exactly what I was talking to myself about. Writing.

    Realising that I couldn’t hide from myself any longer, I rearranged my schedule so that I could have one morning a week to start doing the thing I’d been putting off for as long as I could remember. Thursday morning was it.

    The first Thursday morning arrived with no distractions, no interruptions and to my great alarm, no words. With pen and paper, I first sat at my desk, then in my garden, then by the river, then tried walking through the forest – but nothing. By lunchtime I was agitated. Had this life-long dream to write been a delusion.

    The next Thursday arrived and I pulled on my big-girl pants to give it another go. But by the end of morning, just like the first week, I had nothing but a few pages of crossed-out words. I was very unhappy and called myself a few choice words.

    Deciding there had to be a better way, I called a writer friend and asked for help. He gave me two great pieces of writing advice.

    First, to write only about what was important to me – what I felt, experienced, thought. So I starting writing about self-doubt and fear, and about the messiness of relationships. To write about what was right there, right then.

    Second, he taught me to bear the first awful drafts, explaining that writing was a big messy word-vomit followed by editing, editing, editing.

    So the next Thursday I had a huge word vomit – pages and pages of it. This gave me enough material to edit away for many Thursdays to come.

    Somewhere along the way I have learnt to endure all the bad writing that comes out of me. I’ve also learnt to discipline myself to edit for as long as it takes, and to be unafraid of discarding something no matter how long I have worked on it.

    That was 2003. As you will see, I have distracted myself over and over since I started this writing lark 18 years ago.

    This book is a collection of 259 word remedies. 85 are included in my first book Follow Yourself Home, 110 are in my second book In Your Smallest Pocket, and the last 64 haven’t been published before.

    I have written about what has meaning for me, and what I have observed in others. Writing is my most challenging, and at the same time, most rewarding endeavour. The plan is to keep writing for the rest of my life as there are still a few books up my sleeve. Though judging from past experience, I’m sure to wobble off course from time to time.

    Writing this book has been remedial for me. I hope that reading it will be the same for you.

    STARTING

    January 2003 - February 2004

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    A TIME WHEN

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    Words and phrases keep popping into my head, reminding me that I have always wanted to be a writer. I realise that I’m half way through my life and it’s time to get on with it. All those things I would do someday ... that day was now.

    I’d given a copy of my very first poem to a friend and noticed it stuck on his fridge. He tells me that he reads it often and it helps. I’m dumbfounded. Maybe I can do this, maybe it’s time to give it a serious go. Maybe.

    THAT SOLID PLACE

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    I am no longer content

    to let anyone else’s opinion of me

    mean more than my opinion of myself

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    I am no longer content

    to give up my own true

    wants, needs, thoughts and opinions

    because someone else

    believes something different

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    I am no longer content

    to let my mind get caught in those old traps

    that take me to that old place

    that does me no good

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    To go there

    leaves me collapsed

    leaves me lost

    leaves me confused

    leaves me exhausted

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    I own and treasure that solid place inside of me

    and nurture it and cradle it

    and won’t give it up

    for any reason

    at any time

    for anyone

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    It is mine and I need this

    more than I need anything else

    more than I need love

    more than I need acceptance

    more than I need validation

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    I need me to believe in me

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    January 2003 (1)

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    THE STILL SILENT TREES

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    All you need do is breathe out

    and everything else takes care of itself

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    With each breath

    the air, christened by the silent trees

    enters you warmed and loved

    then is released into a waiting world

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    From your first breath at birth

    rhythmed and measured

    until the last breath of your surrender

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    And each breath in between

    announcing your blessed place

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    Breath after breath

    connecting you to everything

    in this lively sea of air

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    February 2003 (2)

    ON OUR KNEES

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    Marriage is sacred

    Not because it is sanctified by God

    but because it brings us to our knees

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    Kneeling on the cold wooden floor

    we are asking for blessings

    we are asking for answers

    How to love

    How to be loved

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    A yearning heart

    sitting before the altar of love

    candles lit in worship

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    A screaming heart

    standing before the vast despair

    arms raised, raging

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    A silent heart

    kneeling before itself

    eyes closed in hope

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    All asking

    How to love

    How to be loved

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    March 2003 (3)

    THE WHOLE OF MY LIFE

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    For the whole of my life

    I have hidden myself

    believing that I am not good enough

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    For the whole of my life

    I have stood behind someone else

    complaining they are in my way

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    For the whole of my life

    I have denied my creative spirit

    by spending my time

    doing every thing else

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    Now, I can stand on the mountain of my life

    and appreciate all that I am

    Now, I walk beside the seemingly infinite ocean

    and watch as the river empties

    itself into that great expanse

    Embracing the creative emptiness within me

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    And now

    I honour my creative spirit

    to breathe

    to create

    and to celebrate

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    July 2003 (4)

    A DIVINE SWEETNESS

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    I woke this morning

    to a divine sweetness

    in my mouth

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    In the night

    someone had forgiven me

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    Or perhaps it was I

    who had forgiven

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    July 2003 (5)

    THE MARRIAGE VOWS

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    I will hurt you, this I can promise

    for if I don’t, then this is not love

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    I want you rough and raw

    not some smooth and shiny version

    that may suit me better

    And I will not always change for you

    We will not always fit

    This I can promise

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    Sometimes when you come to me small and fragile

    I will fail you

    This too I can promise

    Forgive me

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    You will know my fury

    You will know my withdrawal

    I will blame you

    This I can promise

    Again - forgive me

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    In the sometimes conflict and confusion

    I will not dull myself

    so we can live in numbed compliance

    I promise to stay present and alive with you

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    And yes, there will be love and lust, laughter and joy

    that’s the

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