Ironically, the point at which you feel like utter shit, when you most want to give up, is the point at which you should be most proud and defiant. When it feels that bad, it’s not because you’re a failure, as you believe, but because you’re working your very hardest despite all the obstacles. It is precisely the time not to give up, because you’re just about to win this particular battle.
Archive for Journeys
Don’t Give Up – #MentalHealthAwarenessWeek 2017: Blog #1
Posted in Non-fiction, Uncategorized with tags Being a Human Being, Journeys, Resilience on May 8, 2017 by becciseaborneUnperson
Posted in Poetry with tags Being a Human Being, Journeys, Self discovery on January 9, 2017 by becciseaborne 
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Take me away from the world
And feed me love
Let me bathe in understanding
And drink down a sense of myself
Pour into me a joy for my own soul
And a peace with my battered heart
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Take me to a place where
I can breathe in equanimity
And exhale the churning tide within
Let me walk in self-kindness
Give to me the self I am
And let me celebrate her
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I want to swim in a sense of purpose
And dive straight for the tiller of me
Make my own wake
Show me how to float on self-esteem
Become the buoyancy surrounding me
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I want to learn my shape, to feel the space I occupy
Push back against my flesh…just enough
Help me find the right consistency of air
To know and be known
To meet its pressure, just so, just there
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Or else let me settle
Here in still, silent numbness
To watch the stars go out
Hinterlonging
Posted in Poetry with tags Being a Human Being, Journeys, Loss, Love on December 7, 2016 by becciseaborne
Standing in sun-dusted fields of lavender
Soul scorched by umbilical tears
Wind-thrown hair whipping primal salt
To bring the wounds again
Heart beats convict’s rhythm
Locking you within me
Spectre’s twin of my own self
Tangle-twisting our entities
Absorbing a wonder I long to witness
From by your side
I glimpse a shadow of us walking together
In the distant hinterland
Transcendent beauty perpetually provokes
This bittersweet ghost
Your eyes rooting me to this Earth
And everything beyond
So far from home, yet there she is still
Unwanted heart tracing your beat
Emotion’s futile friction
Drags scalding heat through my veins
Gratitude for finding you wages war
With bitterness for losing you
In these ripe fields with eternal tears
And transformative light
Losing a Ghost
Posted in Poetry with tags Being a Human Being, Journeys, Loss, Love on October 22, 2016 by becciseaborne
Nothing has changed…
Still I wake coldly alone
Visit friends on my own
Sign cards from me only
Nothing has changed…
Still I cook for one
Share my space with no other
Discuss my bad day with thin air
Nothing has changed…
So why has everything changed?
Why is everything empty?
My phone newly redundant?
Why is my day so thin?
My world so bare?
My life so diminished?
The man who wasn’t there…
Image: Vanishing Point by United Visual Artists
https://uva.co.uk/work/vanishing-point
Tend to Me?
Posted in Poetry with tags Journeys, Loss, Love on July 14, 2016 by becciseaborne>·<
I spent today
Pulling out all the weeds
And dead things from my garden
It looks terribly bare
I’ve left it untended for too long
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I’m uncertain how to fill
These hungry spaces
Perhaps the tiny, struggling
Remains of previous endeavours
Will grow again
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I haven’t the heart
For putting in the work, though…
New beauty please
Empty
But tidy?
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The Choice
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized with tags Beauty, Being a Human Being, Journeys, Loss, Love on July 6, 2016 by becciseaborne
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I’ve had a falling out with my heart
She brought me to a dangerous yet beautiful place
I came willingly, open-eyed
But now I need to return, I find she won’t allow it
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We are stuck here
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So my choice is to stay with her, and the pain
Or to leave without her
She is wayward and wild, my heart
Stubborn and cruel to me
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Yet she is wise and true
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I’ve always trusted her
Wherever she takes me
She’s taken me to joy, pain and grief
To beauty,darkness and love
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Never to peace, though
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She has never taken me to peace
Perhaps it is time for peace
Perhaps we should part ways now
My heart
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And me
Strange Skies
Posted in Uncategorized with tags Journeys, Loss, Love on July 4, 2016 by becciseaborne
Stormy Skies by Marcus Sam
Things get lost
Picked up
Put down
Warm Streets
Cold homes
Strange skies
People get lost
Unseen
Yet changed
Warm Streets
Cold homes
Strange skies
Hearts get lost
Reckless
Broken
Warm skies
Cold streets
Strange homes
Full
Posted in Poetry with tags Being a Human Being, Journeys, Loss, Love on October 3, 2015 by becciseaborne
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I am filling up
With all the conversations
We need to have
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Unspoken words
Issue from my eyes
Every day
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Each sunset
A new and infinite
Bereavement
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Heart smashing
On shores of another
Impotent moment
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For my Lost Love by Celtica-Harmony on http://www.deviantart.com
Congratulations…and Please…: a Letter to Jeremy Corbyn
Posted in Non-fiction with tags Being a Human Being, Journeys on September 13, 2015 by becciseaborneDear Jeremy
I can’t congratulate you enough on becoming the new leader of the Labour Party. I’m genuinely excited and hopeful for UK politics in a way I never have been before, as I’m sure you are being told by many, many people.
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I’m not really sure why I’m writing to you, but something about what has happened in the last few weeks, and yesterday in particular, just made me want to tell you how much what you’ve achieved so far means to me. And to many people I know.
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I come from a family of Labour Party members and trade unionists, though we’d all lapsed during the Blair years and beyond. I’d never previously been a member, although I’ve been a trade union member for quite a few years now. I joined the Labour Party a few weeks ago as a supporter so I could vote for you (I’m sorry to say I didn’t as my ballot paper never arrived, despite me chasing it). At that time I promised I’d join as a full member if you were successful; I did that yesterday as soon as I heard the news, and I gather at least 15,500 have done the same. I want to do my part in making sure this works.
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Your unwavering commitment to a set of principles which inform your decisions and actions, and which have seen you on the right side of history time and time again, are too rare in British politics. However, what you’ve done, above all else, is offer this country an opportunity to change the narrative, to show that there is a better way to be, a better way to discuss and think about things, and a better way for politicians (and the media) to behave with one another. You set a challenge for the Conservatives in so many ways and on so many levels. You have them so scared they’ve resorted to mind-boggling propaganda about how the Labour Party now represent a serious risk to national security. It’s almost farcical.
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The positive tone, the reality, the humanity and compassion you have brought back to British politics leave me breathless with anticipation for what we might achieve for, and with, the people of this country again. What really strikes me is your unwillingness to engage with the negative discourse, but instead to find that positive stance, focusing on the issues and how best to address them. You leave personality, shaming, and put-downs well alone, and deal directly with the issues that concern the public. It is such a long time since someone has done that, and it makes me so grateful.
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I think your track record speaks for itself as you’ve managed to maintain your principles and integrity during a really dirty time for politics, so I don’t doubt that you’ve a very real chance of getting us where we need to be in 2020 and beyond. The leadership position, however, is a very different animal, and I guess what I really wanted to say is, be careful. And continue to be brave. Please don’t be swayed. Please don’t allow the spin doctors or the media manipulators or the policy makers of any colour, to move you off course. I can only begin to imagine what the pressures will be when it comes to the crunch, but please always remember that what got you here is what this country really wants and needs…don’t let go.
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And finally, I want to wish you all the best in this role – our time has come.
Kind regards
Becci Seaborne
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PS – you’ve made a fantastic start already; straight off to the Refugees Welcome rally yesterday, and the mental health open day today – keep that up too please.
Kept
Posted in Poetry with tags Beauty, Being a Human Being, Journeys, Love on August 8, 2015 by becciseaborne> • <
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Dangerous love,
Broken beauty,
Locked cage.
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Art from Reem Al Ghaith’s ‘Held Back’ exhibition
http://nyuad.nyu.edu/en/news-events/exhibitions/held-back-exhibition.html
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