Tread upon me lightly…

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I am the countryside
Upon which your feet tread
I am happy to share with you
To provide and keep you fed

All I ask from you is simple
In return I need respect
For I am not infinite
I can’t thrive on your neglect

I am that gentle stream
From which you stop to drink
I bathe you and I cleanse you
The one you gaze upon to think

I am that stately tree
With so many rings of life
The one which you can lean on
When all else turns to strife

I am the gardens, the flowers
Which bring beauty in your direction
Though I struggle to survive
Without tender care and affection

Tread upon me lightly
Leave only love behind
This countryside will blossom
And many more treasures you will find.

Trish Wright © 26th June 2011

I know not what tomorrow brings

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I wonder how many will use this time of world pandemonium to reassess their lives, their values, their views. I know that is certainly has given me the opportunity to see things I may or may not wish to see, in some cases it has forced upon me vision of things happening around me that I hope I am never a party to.  In other cases, it has had me doing things that make my heart sing.  It shows me politicians asking us to put our trust in them (??) to lead us through these times of trouble. It shows me people behaving in the most abhorrent ways, it shows me people being so loving and kind, as everyday people face an extraordinary situation it certainly reveals a lot about their character, their ability to cope, their ability to stand strong in their own truth.

I have chosen, rather naively, to refrain from watching much mainstream media reporting.  I wonder at the value of the fear-mongering, the sensationalism that is plastered across our television screens minute by minute, hour by hour, day by day.  Here’s a thought… how about news reporters do just that! Report the news in a calm and factual manner without the overuse of dialogue that is used specifically to promote reaction. Providers of news have a very influential and responsible role in society as unfortunately there are those out there who believe everything they hear or see from these ‘trusted’ sources.

Do yourself a huge favour during this time.  Go outside, enjoy the warmth of the sun on your skin. Soak up the fresh air.  Listen to music, all kinds.  Read a book, write, draw, paint, sew – use this time as wisely and creatively as possible. You may surprise yourself with what you discover, about yourself, the world, your loved ones, and total strangers.

Are you a sheep? Don’t get me wrong, I love sheep, however, I do not choose to be one.  For me, and I have no doubt many others also, it is a time of deep contemplation and also a time of rejuvenation and growth.   A time to reassess, refocus and work towards becoming the very best that I can be at this moment in time – for I know not what tomorrow brings so it is important I am the best version of me at all times and in doing so I am at peace.

I wish you love, I wish you joy and peaceful journeys

Trish

What do you see?

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I spoke of my hurt and still got hurt
and then I just stopped talking
I withdrew inside myself
and just kept on walking

for if those who listen do not hear
and neither do they care
what is the point of words
drifting, floating upon the air

Now my hurt is my own
I keep it deeply hidden
for no one wants to know
of darkness, pain, the forbidden

You will see the laughter
the kindness and the love
you’ll see what you want to see
or at least part thereof

Trish Johnston © 4th March 2019

An Introvert’s night on the town…

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I wonder how many people truly understand what it is to be an introvert? How many confuse a person who is an introvert with a person who lacks of confidence? You see, I feel that in most areas in life I am a reasonably confident person. Public speaking? Sure no problems, as long as I know my subject I am fine to stand up and talk in front of an audience. With my work, sure I am confident that I know my stuff and that I am capable of obtaining the required outcomes. Put me in a position where I feel that I, or another, needs defending and I will not hesitate to speak up. In a nutshell I don’t feel that confidence or lack thereof is a real issue to me. However…

Today I travelled by bus from my home town to the beautiful city of Adelaide. At present I am sitting in my hotel room enjoying a lovely view which is only going to get more breath taking as the sun sinks over the ocean in the west. I am here for family reasons and may or may not be required to stay again tomorrow night as well. If I stay tomorrow night I will have family with me, for tonight I am alone… and that is how I choose to be. Yes, I have friends here from when I lived and worked in the city and yes, I am sure that some of them will be disappointed that I have not let them know that I am here but I choose to be alone. This is not about being antisocial, it is not about lacking confidence but about the fact that I just want to have this experience on my own.

The hotel I am staying is has a lovely bar which I could be in right now partaking in happy hour with other guests. Instead I chose to take a walk and when I discovered a bottle shop I decided to by my own drinks and come back to my room. (As an aside to this I recall how once several years ago my daughter said to me “Mum, you know you shouldn’t drink alone.” To which I responded “Well, darling if I didn’t drink alone I would never drink!”) I now sit here in my room enjoying one of my favourite pastimes, writing, and a beverage all by myself… and the key word is here is enjoying. The drink is not necessary, the time alone however is. Why necessary you may ask when I spend so much time alone at home anyway. You see I spend time alone because that is my choice.

I have learned as I have progressed through life that most things in life are choices. We can choose to live our lives as we want or we can live it according to how others perceive we should. The older I get the more I understand that it is perfectly okay for me to just be me and live how I choose to live. Indeed my choices, just as anyone else’s, are not without consequence and I am prepared to accept that also. Yes, sometimes I do get lonely. Though I do agree that it is far worse to be lonely in a room full of people than it is to be alone.

I attempted to explain to someone the other day how crowds did not concern me greatly as most of the time I am able to shield myself to feel insulated from them. This is difficult to explain though I do find that if I don’t shield myself I feel so drained by the time I am home that I never want to walk outside again. In reality I believe that I absorb so much of the energy of others that I end up with so many warring thoughts and feelings that it just leaves me exhausted, emotionally and physically.

Also, I have no need for small talk. I am able to do so and chat when necessary however I would much prefer to either have an earnest, in-depth conversation or to simply sit in silence. While some may think that I have the gift of the gab I personally believe that it is a true gift of enjoying silence. I admire truly flamboyant people however I do not choose to be one. If I ask a question most times it is because I have a genuine interest in the response, I do not ask simply to destroy a moment of blessed silence with idle chatter. Besides, moments of silence with the right person can be every bit as rewarding as conversation!

I am not sure if I am adequately describing my perception of an introvert to you though what I do ask of you is that while you may enjoy chatting and you may find it exhilarating to be in the company of others, not everyone feels the same. For some of us the only way for us to recharge is to spend time alone. To me this is what an introvert is. Not necessarily someone who lacks confidence, some of us can be perfectly capable of communicating and interacting with others, we just don’t need others to make us feel alive. This is no criticism whatsoever of those who enjoy company and crowds and feed off a group environment, we are all individuals and for every introvert there is also an extrovert. I, for one, would much prefer the tranquillity of the bush than most social interactions. To some I may be far too intense, to me it is about being true to myself and in doing so attracting those people to me who truly understand.

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There is a restaurant in the hotel as well. I am pretty sure that I will enjoy the food I brought from home instead but who knows, by dinner time I might just choose to order room service while I have another drink and sit on my balcony awaiting the sunset with my faithful companions – me, myself and I.

Peaceful journeys,

Indigo aka Trish

Ever Present Doors

 

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Doors inside and around me
In so much of my space
Opening and closing
at such a rapid pace

Barely is one opened
than another one appears
Some slam shut with a resounding bang
others I barely hear

There are those which appear so firmly wedged
a key nowhere in sight
Such energy I’ve wasted there
pushed and pulled with all my might

Now I see how pointless this is
why it would never work
For no door can be set ajar
Without finding the right key first

Keys turn up in so many forms
Often where least expected
Sometime in places new to us
Others in boxes long neglected

When the key appears before me
I accept it with gratitude and grace
For I know when it presents itself
More inner demons I have faced

And then in conquering all the battles
Each of them one by one
The doors they just keep opening
To reveal the rising sun

Trish Johnston ©    5th November 2010

It’s all about me… isn’t it? Part 1

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Ahhh social media. I’m so glad you came along. How else would I be able to know what my friend had for dinner or how many reps he or she pushed out in the gym today. How could my life possibly be complete without hearing a second cousin twice removed’s opinion on our current political leaders or what my friends granddaughter achieved at day care today? In this day of social media it is so easy to get caught up in other people’s lives. After all is that not what the likes of facebook, Instagram, twitter, snap chat and all the other social media applications are all about? As I scroll through my feed I see so much of other people’s lives there in front of me. I have to admit that much of the time I cannot help but think “What on earth were they thinking, posting that for all the world to see” but then that is only my opinion and as we all know we are all entitled to our opinions.

It also intrigues me that so many can and do become offended by posts and comments made by others. How on earth can people possibly be certain that the post was deliberately aimed at them? Were they tagged in the post? Did the ‘poster’ say their name specifically in the post? More often than not it is an assumption and this, my friends, is dangerous ground for as the old saying goes “to assume is to make an ass out of you and me”. When did we become so prickly?

If the shoe fits… In my observations it is most often those who are very insecure in their own worth who feel that every shoe fits them. Really people! Since when did life become so focused on you that you should become upset over a statement that without the help of social media you probably never would have seen/heard/read? Have our lives become so shallow that they exist only on a feed on your phone, tablet or whatever device you use for your social interaction? I wonder also how many have performed the simple exercise of using correct grammar, punctuation and spelling. Although from what I see in a lot of online interaction there is very little grammar used. I certainly don’t profess to be a grammatical expert however I can see that it can change the context of a sentence totally and completely. Because let’s face it, there’s a big difference between “Let’s eat, Grandpa!” and “Let’s eat Grandpa!”.

When we speak we use tone and inflections to deliver our words. When we write it is virtually a monotone. When we read this monotone we can place the inflections where ever we choose. This also is dangerous ground. Try reading “Oh thank you, that is very funny” with a smile and a happy lilt in your voice. Now try reading the same sentence dripping with sarcasm. Two very different interpretations, aren’t they? Do you see how an innocent comment could be easily misread?

Next time you want a bit of light entertainment go to your chosen social media application. When you want real, honest communication have a real, honest conversation. Hear the tone and the inflections. No more confusion, no more being precious and getting hurt by things that were not meant for you directly or were taken out of context. Just honest to goodness conversation.

Sometimes it is not all about you. Sometimes it is just your perception.

Part 2 coming soon……

 

My Wealth, My Self

My Wealth, My Self

One thing that I have learned
In this journey I am partaking
Is that happiness can be found
When all else is forsaken

Some think that their possessions
Are the way to measure wealth
Me, I see things differently
My wealth is my Self

For all those vast possessions
The house, the boat, the cars
They did not make me happy
My pleasure in them did not last

Now, I have nothing
Except my heart to give
And you know I have discovered
That is not such a bad way to live.

Trish Johnston 4th July 2011