Writing 101 Day 2: Slipping


Often it happens just like this. I envy the “Jumpers” who can control when they go as well as where they can go. I’m not a “Jumper”. I guess I’m more of a “Slipper”

 

I’ve never had that their ability. I get a window of opportunity and I can take it or forget about it. I think it’s a thinning in the fabric of space / time I can sense and traverse. All I know is I’m here and then I’m there. Not knowing when I’m going means I always keep a bag handy just in case. Passport, pills, packed clothes in a carry-on bag. One at home, one at work.

 

And so it happened today. I felt it before anything else. All of a sudden a massive change of pressure in my sinuses, my skin feels tight, actual f*cking sparks on the hairs on my arms.

 

I stand up and I look around like a meerkat peering over the walls of my cubicle, no-ones looking. Some are at lunch, some are skiving, most are in meetings. I log off my computer hurriedly change from my shoes into the sandals I keep in my desk draw. In go the shoes, in goes the shirt. Jeans, sandals and t-shirt. Perfect.

 

The air leaves my lungs and I have just enough time to grab a hold of my travelling bag.

When I ”Slip” it feels like falling off the back of a bench or chair. That giddy feeling, that sense of “uh –oh” Continue reading

Writing 101 Day 1: Dear Older Smiley – a reminder from your younger self


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Dear Older Smiley,

Hiya – its your younger self I don’t know if you remember me? I was you just after your Winter of Discontent. You came to the end of your tether, teetering on the edge. Hang-gliding over hell.

It was a bad time and you learnt the hard way the answer to a lot of questions about who you were and what you  wanted out of life. By the way how did that work? Life, I mean. Continue reading

What Does a 40 Year-Old Man Wish He’d Known at 25? –


“Try and get used to rejection and failure as soon as you can and up until you don’t care any more, so you become a person that isn’t afraid of it. And of course, try and learn from your mistakes or (even better) other people’s. Be observant.

The sooner you do that, the better life will be for you. You’ll be able to get to old age with little regrets.” Continue reading

UPDATED: Supplements I know WORK for “the blues” (Amazon Links)


Decided to share some experience I’ve had with over the counter remedies for depression. All the supplemts listed below work from my personal experience. I’ve used them singly and in combination and I recommend them in combination for best effect.

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#OnRepeat – Born Again


So everything’s getting better, feeling better, looking better. The prayers are kicking in, the advice is kicking in, the supplements are kicking in. Damn it even the weather is kicking in.

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OK, I’m exaggerating. F*ck English weather!

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Black, British & Muslim; We’re not just a “Complication”


Amen! My name is Smiley Yearwood and I approve this message!

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by Momtaza Mehri

The last UK census undertaken in 2011 showed that Black Muslims made up 10.1% of the British Muslim population, not counting Muslims of mixed Black heritage. The British Black Muslim reality is whispered in hushed tones, it is the Jamaican converts frequenting inner-city mosques, the Nigerian doctors administering your prescriptions, Somali working mothers who nurse the aged in recession-hit care homes. We navigate a precipice few would want to tiptoe in 21st century Britain; the two-pronged realities of unbridled Islamophobia and established racism.

Black British Muslims possess our own distinctive heritage spanning centuries of blood, nobility and disenfranchisement. When Elizabeth I wrote of the need to control the number of ‘blackmoores’ brought into her realm, she was speaking of the many Black interpreters, musicians, servants and sailors who inhabited major English cities in the 1600s. This was a multi-ethnic and certainly multi-faith populace, hailing from what…

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Spirit of Fear


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