On waiting. Daily Prompt.

So here we all are. Waiting..

Waiting for Monday, for Friday, for birthday, for payday. Waiting for summer, for the next month, for the next year or for years.

Waiting for him, for her, for The One. For the Muses. Or the Darkness.

Waiting patiently or holding the breath. Waiting with the prayer on the lips..

Waiting to be noticed. To be accepted. To be loved. To be discovered. Or waiting for our turn.

We are waiting for “IT”…




























We are waiting to feel like it..


H2O. Photo Challenge.

H2O. This one will be excessive as I love water. In any shape or form..!

Derwent Water, Keswick
Bristol Channel, Lynton
Yorkshire Dales, near The Tarn
Aftermath of a summer midnight storm during full moon, Yorkshire Dales
Stepping stones in Bolton Abbey
Center Parcs, Cumbria
Tower on the Thames, London
Palace of Westminster, London
The Beck, swollen after the Storm Desmond (2015)
Flooding after the Storm Desmond (2015)
Meanwood Valley, Leeds
Ingleton Waterfall Trail
The mermaid in Podgora, Croatia
Tough Mudder 2015, Yorkshire

On Urgency and Procrastination. Daily Prompt.

Urgency, armed with all that colour coding, punctuation, threatening with consequences and moral remorses. Oh my dearest, you see, your game here is next to none. You’re trying to clash your blades with Master Procrastinator who is surfing the waves of ADD. So darling, if you don’t have the right hit, I’m more than capable to find a way and wipe off that Emergency makeup off your face.

I’m sorry, what did you say? A deadline? But it’s already dead, so why bother?? It can lay there for a little longer. On top of that, I’ve never been a fan of the concept of time anyway.

Oh, here we go, so you’re trying to pull a bigger caliber.. A bodily functions and fluids? Don’t make me laugh.. I’m a waitress, sweetheart, these things happen only once per shift as I’m always on the mission.. Heehee, one would say some things might be more urgent.. Gotchya! Haha..

On Being Powerful Beyond Measure

Feeling a bit powerless today? Run down? Did Monday catch you off the guard? Need a little push? Try this..

Stand with feet apart, let’s say shoulder-wide. The point is to have a good balance. Nothing more.

Stretch your arms out, palms facing the floor. Turn your head to one side, follow the fingers with your look.

With exhale, twist the upper body as far as you can. Mark where was your finger pointing.

Now go back to the original position and close your eyes. Picture the spot you were pointing to.

Now get ready for the magic of being invincible..! Picture yourself reaching just an inch further. Got it?

Do the twist again..

Let me know what happened in comments below!


On trust and red flags. Daily prompt.

Trust, as defined by Oxford dictionary, is a “firm belief in the reliability, truth, or ability of someone or something”.

I find it quite alarming that whenever someone says “trust me”, there’s almost automatic reaction of throwing a red flag out. Is it possible that because we know how many alter egos and social masks we personally hide under, therefore we won’t take anybody else for trustworthy being from the sole reason that we believe that their collection of masks and egos is the same or bigger than ours? In the same logic, those are artificial, fake, not authentic. Hence we can’t trust fully. We still have some expectations, but that’s far away from trusting.

Trust feels like getting stripped naked. And we don’t like being naked. At least not around everyone. More often than we’re comfortable with, we don’t like to be naked in front of ourselves. Because after all, clothes make up few of our masks and alter egos. But there are people in our lives we can trust. Or would we?? Why we sabotage our ability to trust with nagging worst-case scenarios when we’re about to delegate our best interests into someone else’s hands?