The response to my last post has left me just as my title states – astounded. I have never had so many comments or likes on any one single post. And every comment was so positive.
I have had maybe half a dozen professional massages in my life and, each time, I have been wiped out by them –slept for hours afterwards.
I did this again yesterday. After returning from work I slept. Fully clothed on top of my bed. Woke, changed, crawled under the covers and slept right through until 6a.m. More than 12 hours sleep!
Utterly wiped.
Perhaps there’s a connection between having every muscle of your body eased and having your mind eased. The effect was identical.
If I dreamed at all I can’t remember.
Hopefully, the cathartic effect of ‘coming out’ has left me renewed.
I’m usually fairly quick to answer comments but there have been so many it may take more time. I am on it and will answer every one.
Thank you all from the bottom of my heart for the responses from everyone.
I feel I have been massaged from every corner of the globe!
So much sleeping also means I’m way behind on my post reading. I will catch up there too. This blogging/writing could be a full-time job. I wish!
Many thanks again to all of you who read and/or commented. It truly feels like hands and minds across the world. And that is such a beautiful thing.
massaging from all over the world~ now there’s an interesting concept. I am glad you had a relaxing massage and slept. I am going to book in for one ~ for after yesterday I think I need it more than ever. Glad you ‘came out’ and shared, answer when you have time, it is a full time job, especially when you have many comments ~ see that’s what ‘ya get for writing something interesting. 🙂 xx
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Now that was a cryptic comment about your own day and I’ve not caught up on my post reading after my marathon sleep. I hope everything is well with you, Jen. And if you’ve had a shitty day get yourself in for some of that massage therapy and a wonderful rest. I’ll catch up soon. Hugs. x
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PS I’m still getting your comment is awaiting moderation – have you checked your reader to see if you have ticked to follow me and accept posts lol – that is the only reason it happens I think…and if you haven’t shame on you woman! 😉 x
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I did check it out and there doesn’t seem to be a way of accepting comments unmoderated from some without accepting unmoderated from all. Unless I’m just not seeing it. I’m not brave enough yet to accept unmoderated from all! Just in case! But if there is a way, let me know and I will surely take all from you. No probs. 🙂 x
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Hmm a conundrum indeed, no probs AM just thought I’d mention it, it happens to another person I follow too. xx
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I’ve been back into settings for another look but I can’t see another option. I wonder if it might have to do with which theme is selected for the blog. If I figure it out I’ll be sure to change it. 🙂 x
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I’m glad that you had so much positive feedback!
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Thanks, Suzie. Isn’t this place just amazing! Like you. 🙂 x
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You do realise that when you give from within and express yourself as you did, that is a healing! You have released something that has affected you for a very long time. It is something that affects your day to day ‘being you’ in all that you do. It’s like getting upset by a politician for something that they do. You don’t think about it all the time but it is a constant irritant and affects your ‘space, happiness and where you’re at’, to such a degree that you really don’t notice it because it is always there in the background eating away at your harmony. You have now sacked the ‘politician’ that was annoying the hell out of you. You’ve had a vote and removed the pain in the nether regions. And also invited in something very new…peace…and whatever love you would like to fill that gap with! Welcome home mommus, it is an awakening, an opening to change what you were, to what you would like to become! Create to your poetic heart…and be free! Namaste
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That makes a lot of sense, Mark. I do feel a change and it feels good. Voting out the politician that irks. I like that. 🙂 x
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That is incredible! But, I am so glad I found you on your last post, what a great find! So thrilled for you. I love hearing from different countries, doesn’t always happen, but it is fun when it does. Congratulations on all of this! Well done you.
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Thank you. Where are you hailing from? I love the idea of so many across the globe touching fingertips in words. 🙂 x
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I am in Charleston, South Carolina, and you are in Scotland, right? My grandfather came from Glasgow. I do love being able to meet people all over the world. What a wonderful thing blogging is.
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Where in Glasgow was he from? I’m about five miles outside. Maybe he came from my neck of the woods! 🙂 x
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I really wish I knew. He passed away before I was born, and the only thing I know is that he was from Glasgow. He married my grandmother who emigrated from Ireland and learned to walk while coming over on the boat. It is said she had to relearn how to walk on land. I would love to visit Scotland sometime and possibly find my ‘roots’.
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You should try a family tree. I began one when my mum was still alive and managed to get quite pretty far…..mainly through my mum I have to admit as she had anecdotal evidence that I could supply to others. And we actually ‘met’ connections that my mum remembered.
If you’re ever over this way, there’s an open door. Sincerely. In fact our door’s open half the night most nights waiting for older kids coming in ‘cos they’ve forgotten to take their keys. But don’t tell anyone in case they want to rob us. Though if they find anything worth keeping I want halfers. Lol. 🙂 x
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I have thought of that. I know my cousin has started one, need to look that one up and see if there is any info on that.
Waiting for older kids is something else, isn’t it? That is how moms go gray… glad that part is over, although the worry never goes away.
If we ever get over that way, we will definitely meet! Thanks!
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I’m currently waiting on number three out of seven to take the hint and bugger off. But he’s quite happily ensconced. He should really be embarrassed that his younger sister has flown the coop as well as his older one but, nope, he’s hanging in there. 😉 I’m only half joking. At least once they have gone there’s a bit less worry. What you don’t see doesn’t hurt. As for grey? That’s why L’Oreal is worth it! Remember, an open door, wee hauf and a blether! 🙂 x
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Love your last comment, have to confess I had to google your last comment though… but totally loved hearing it! Thanks! Hope you get all your kids in for the night. It has been great visiting with you. Thank you!
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I keep discovering that some of my words are peculiar to Scotland. And then discover new ones from other parts of the world. It was lovely blethering with you too. 🙂 x
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It’s good to learn new things. I loved being able to look it up and learn something new. You are delightful!
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Aw, thanks. What a lovely comment. 🙂 x
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