Category: Linda
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Cards from a doctor
Some time ago I met a doctor online who mentioned that she handed out cards to her patients… only they weren’t business cards… they were the same size, but on them were affirmations of healing, with messages such as “you deserve to heal”. What a lovely thought! Imagine leaving the…
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My migraine’s scar howl
I’m no poet, but I love words and what people can do with them. Sometimes I read the poems on other people’s blogs and something in the combination of sounds and sentences makes me ooh and aah. Way back at the beginning of the year, I was on the Ink…
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3 years (un)well
In Australia, today is the King’s Birthday holiday. I think it’s typically the second Monday in June that we all get off work and school to celebrate the monarch of England who still officially “rules” Australia ever since it was discovered by Captain Cook in 1788 and colonized soon after.…
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Here’s what I don’t know
A big fear I had when I first started this blog was: “I don’t have the expertise to help others when I’m still learning how to help myself!” And that’s as true today as it was over a year ago when I first started tip-tapping away at my keyboard. But…
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Grudges, be gone!
You work hard, you achieve plenty, but sometimes something, or someone gets in your way. Someone ‘photobombs’ your perfect life. And that makes you frustrated and disappointed; nobody likes a party-pooper. [Image source: Bored Panda has plenty of great photobombing photos here] The trick is to feel those negative emotions…
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Migraine Snakes and Ladders
Today was supposed to be a post about what I eat on an average day. The intention was to put out a “my daily intake” styled post so that we can all review it and decide what I could be having more / less of… the problem? I spent the…
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UGH – time for a change
The last couple of weeks have been really tough for me. I don’t know why, or what for, but I’ve been sick and sick and sick. First it was COVID (for the first time that I know of), and then when I recovered (all but my sense of smell which…
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HELP! My name is “dying”
When I was pregnant with my first child, my husband and I started experimenting with names. We’d write them out, say them out loud, and place name-cards on the fridge of ones we liked… moving them up and down the line towards most to least favorite… and then remove them…

