that was created to my design with the skills of my former partner about
Angles sur L'Anglin.
I am publicly publishing this information because the blog contains personal, creative writings about previous Feu d'Artifice (firework)
events at this beautiful village.It explains how he / I / we found this beautiful village and recently people have been asking how I came to live here. It's hard to find the short story! This explains!
I had intended to expand that particular Blog, but, within my inner psyche, I was locked, blocked, stuck, ashamed. in regret, in remorse, in bereavement. It was and has been and IS difficult to accept and acknowledge all the good that there was In a Previous Life!
Indeed, I might add to that blog for which I have paid the domain name, but for the Now, I have other objectives. I enjoy self-publishing my photos and scripts as part of being Restless in France.
Perhaps it is time to publicly celebrate MY STORY and not to hide the past.
I'm wishing to remember and celebrate my past, my life, my long friendship with my former soulmate. I'm wishing to celebrate who I am and where I've been to get to where I am, despite the LOSSES experienced and despite an emotional HELL that I seem to have allowed myself to go through, for whatever reason. Agreed, it is nothing compared to what others bear in their lives. It is just who I am. I seem to feel things very deeply and wish I didn't.
Nevertheless that does not diminish the love I have for my inner core and the love I have for other people and things. Most of the thoughts that are truly in my head are linked to emotions. To stop them or put them into a box may mean to become mentally and emotionally inert. I don't know about that! I am told that I have to put the past to bed in order to heal, to prevent the inner torture.
It is ironic that I come to live on a street called the Road to Hell and another plot is number 13. I never knew these facts when I signed for the property. If I did, I would not have completed the purchase. This actually makes me laugh... because what else can one do but see the humour in the twists and turns of life... otherwise one would go completely barmy and need the institutional nuthouse!
It is impossible to believe that once I was a person of social standing with more responsibilities for others than I could manage!
However, here I am, mostly extremely happy to live in this most beautiful of villages despite that sometimes perhaps I do not make as much of my life every day as that which I could! I miss many things. The clock is ticking as I search for the next adventure!
I'm intrigued but also humbled that you have been able to share this with us. I hadn't found this bit of your previous blog. The photographs are absolutely stunning. I'll look into more tomorrow.
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