Here’s what’s on Top of my Christmas Tree – what’s on Yours?

This is what is on top of my Christmas tree this year.  It’s a family tradition to have a star, to shine the way for the year ahead.  It is of course crucial to the nativity story, right? 🙂

And by posting this, I am helping Angela and Hugh raise up to £250 for charity.

Christmas star

I have a similar gold star. Depending on the colour theme for the year (yes, I do a colour theme each year!), either a gold or silver is placed on top of the tree.  My daughter decided the colour theme for this year: silver baubles and all colours for the other decorations.  A good time to let our traditional decorations out of the box!

Here is my tree for 2014:

Christmas tree 2014

Now, why not show what is on top of your Christmas tree? Post on your blog and help Angela and Hugh at Hugh’s Views & News to contribute to charity.  To find out what to do, go to Angela and Hugh’s post.


– FlorenceT


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Be gentle with yourself

Today has been one of those days, where I have demanded lots from myself, produced little and judged myself a little harshly.  This is a reminder to self, and for those who do the same at one time or another.


Doing the best


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Who is the mirror of your soul?

“A true soul mate is a mirror…” Do you agree? Can you be your own soul mate?


From http://polysyllabicprofundities

“People think a soul mate is your perfect fit, and that’s what everyone wants. But a true soul mate is a mirror, the person who shows you everything that is holding you back, the person who brings you to your own attention so you can change your life.

A true soul mate is probably the most important person you’ll ever meet, because they tear down your walls and smack you awake.”

From “Eat, Pray, Love” by Elizabeth Gilbert


Look in your mirror and stay awake 😉


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Not apologising for being me

I prefer to be true to myself, even at the hazard of incurring the ridicule of others,
rather than to be false, and to incur my own abhorrence.

Frederick Douglass


How great it is to LOVE YOURSELF

…to no longer be afraid to show the world who you really are,

…to own up to all your strengths and your faults,

…to not pretend to be someone else to please or placate another…



That’s the message of this empowering song.  Enjoy!




– FlorenceT


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To my darling . . .

Heart-felt sentiments… dare you to read and not have a tear or two… 🙂 LOVE IS. Enjoy!


To my darling . . .

It has been moments since we said ‘until next time’, as ‘goodbye’ is not a word we share. I already feel infinitely smaller with your absence. A many layered ghost of ice surrounds me and my universe as I think of you as you are so far away even after only short seconds of time have passed. I feel as though I am floating in a nothingness  I cannot touch or feel but cannot escape.

My thoughts are already swirling in confusion of images and feelings and wishes. One on top of the other on top of the other and repeating until there is no semblance of one cohesive thought. I must breathe. I close my eyes and squeeze them with all my strength to grab hold of just one wish, one feeling, one image to settle this loss inside.

I know there is…

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Romantic or cynic?

Teenage me, buying a cassette tape (yes, I am that ancient 🙂 ) titled ‘Songs for the broken-hearted’. Seriously? I have always connected with the hurt in those songs, and in random moments, I had asked myself what had happened to me in my past life (not sure if I believe in past lives though, but if I did…). Nevertheless, listening to a song recently caused me to reflect on this – why songs for the broken-hearted? Why me?

First, here are the lyrics to the song… (OK, it is a James Blunt song.. I can see some of you rolling your eyes 🙂 I do enjoy his music – the clarity of his music, unadulterated…)

Did I disappoint you or let you down?
Should I be feeling guilty or let the judges frown?
‘Cause I saw the end before we’d begun,
Yes I saw you were blinded and I knew I had won.
So I took what’s mine by eternal right.
Took your soul out into the night.
It may be over but it won’t stop there,
I am here for you if you’d only care.
You touched my heart you touched my soul.
You changed my life and all my goals.
And love is blind and that I knew when,
My heart was blinded by you.
I’ve kissed your lips and held your hand.
Shared your dreams and shared your bed.
I know you well, I know your smell.
I’ve been addicted to you.

Goodbye my lover.
Goodbye my friend.
You have been the one.
You have been the one for me.

I am a dreamer and when I wake,
You can’t break my spirit – it’s my dreams you take.
And as you move on, remember me,
Remember us and all we used to be
I’ve seen you cry, I’ve seen you smile.
I’ve watched you sleeping for a while.
I’d be the father of your child.
I’d spend a lifetime with you.
I know your fears and you know mine.
We’ve had our doubts but now we’re fine,
And I love you, I swear that’s true.
I cannot live without you.

And I still hold your hand in mine.
In mine when I’m asleep.
And I will bare my soul in time,
When I’m kneeling at your feet.

Now the song


OK, if you have listened to it…pretty sad at first blush.

YET there is something wonderful, is there not? To be at the receiving end of that… to know that you have the love of a man willing perhaps to go against his integrity to be with you, willing to live in the beautiful moments despite already seeing the end, to have his devotion and love…

BUT it is goodbye, is it not? Perhaps I am a cynic…?

The tension between the romantic and the cynic.  Are you romantic or cynic?  Not that you have to choose… perhaps it depends on the timing of the question 🙂

Well, that’s my rambling for today…

– FlorenceT


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Stealing time…

A windy day, cloudy and cold. A busy day for me yet something calls to me…something beautiful in essence. The words in my mind long to be expressed… so I take time. To be honest, I am stealing time but then again, I can’t steal what is mine. Ah, this wandering mind… 🙂

Sitting here in the café, watching dappled sunlight filtering through the canopy of trees, listening to the sound of cars passing by, I can finally take a deep breath and write… the words of appreciation, the words of gratitude… for this world of mine. Despite the ugliness which I am certain exists if I turn my attention to it, but not today. My spirit, my soul need respite.

And this song speaks to me in this moment, a song by a soulful musician no longer with us but his unique sound will.

Sit back, close your eyes, and enjoy!



With much appreciation and gratitude,
– FlorenceT

It’s just humour, right?!

Be Impeccable With Your Word. Speak with integrity. …Use the power of your word in the direction of truth and love.
Miguel Angel Ruiz


Does saying something in the name of humour excuse one from the harm those words may inflict?

This is my apology to a person whom I care very much for my insensitivity. No, it was not my intention to hurt yet that was, I suspect, the outcome. He may deny it, but I know there was a part of him which was triggered by some faraway memories in that moment. And what’s said cannot be unsaid.

This is also my reflection of the un-thinking way we sometimes speak. How often have we heard the reprise, “But I didn’t mean it”. I have enough faith in humanity to say that hurtful words were usually not intended. But then, neither do we consider the possible harm they may cause before we speak. Haven’t you been in situations where you wished you had not said those things, even if in jest?

It’s true, I didn’t know of his circumstances. Nevertheless, does it justify the fact that my words hurt him? Is ignorance an excuse?

Beyond hurting another, there is a part of me that is disappointed in myself. I know I am not a vicious or mean person; nor am I one who chatters incessantly without thought. Yet it would seem that I do not always attend to what I say.

So does humour excuse my behaviour? Perhaps that is not the correct question. The questions to ask before we speak may be,

  • Are these words necessary?
  • Do these words encourage or lift?
  • Do I need to say them?

If the answer to any of the questions is ‘no’, then why am I compelled to speak?  Here is the awareness and the lesson.  Am I speaking because of my needs or the receiver’s?

I have nothing against humour.  As Sean O’Casey said,

[L]aughter is wine for the soul – laughter soft, or loud and deep, tinged through with seriousness – the hilarious declaration made by man that life is worth living.

BUT let not humour masks our selfish needs; let it not override the potential harm our words may cause.

Each one of us has our wounds, some obvious and some not, whether physiological, emotional or psychological.  When we speak, we must pay attention to how our words are likely to land on the other.

It takes practice to be thoughtful and considered, to be quiet. It takes practice to only say what is necessary and meaningful and perhaps for the purpose of encouraging or lifting up another.


Speak clearly, if you speak at all; carve every word before you let it fall.      Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr.

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