Changes of Grief

The other day was my dad’s birthday, I have to think too much to work out how old he’d be, I do know more easily he’s been gone nearly 16years.

My poem, The Present was in the Mozzie, and was a lovely read when I opened my mail.

Feeding

Caffeine to feed my body

Academic writing to feed my mind

Cafe with bub to feed my soul

This is more than a trip to a cafe for a coffee!

It’s been 9 months..

Hello big size coffee I missed you baby 😘😘😘😘😘😘😘

Being pregnant I couldn’t stomach much coffee so had to down size. I love my coffee and missed the joy of slowly drinking my flat white in cafes when writing. And now with bubs in the pram, I can return to old habits.

I’m in heaven πŸ’• and I’m sure the words will flow!

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New Saturday Ritual

I’ve developed a new Saturday ritual, quite by accident. In my search to try new cafes to write, I’ve found a peaceful way to start my weekend. It’s quiet, rustic, and the sun comes through the window making it warm and relaxing. The coffee is great too! All of this helps the words to flow.

A perfect way to not only start a Saturday morning but also the weekend πŸ’•

Lilliana Rose 🌹

Clearing my mind

Journaling this morning after my Pilates class.

Perfect start to the day πŸ’•

Grateful for me time and being able to write to clear my mind.

Lilliana Rose 🌹

Productive Morning

This morning’s cafe writing was enjoyable, there was flow, cafe vibes and of course coffee.

I didn’t like what I wrote by hand.

Oddly, I felt it was a productive session.

Sometimes it’s about just getting the words out right now. Not later. No procrastinating. Just getting on with it.

That’s what’s this morning’s session was all about. As well as a good cup of coffee. By getting the words out, whether good or bad, it means tomorrow I can more on to writing the next scene. That’s creative productivity! πŸ’–

Lilliana Rose 🌹