A republication from my earlier blog- Dancingwithenvelopes.wordpress.com- originally published August 2017 AUGUST 1, 2017 DANCINGWITHENVELOPES LEAVE A COMMENT Tuesday 1st August is todayโฆ Iโm finally beginning to return to a mental state I truly couldnโt even remember, or imagine, feeling again, only a few days ago. With it, I am beginning to find I can manage to … Continue reading PUTTING BACK THE PIECES OF THAT JIGSAW
Tag: #warrior
REMEMBERING THE ROUTE TOWARDS THE โUPโ
SNIPPETS OF THOUGHT โThis too shall passโ -Retrieved from my first blog, where I originally wrote and published this- March 30th 2017- DANCINGWITHENVELOPES Over this last week, it became increasingly apparent that I was moving forwards from Depression. I suddenly had feelings again, I wasnโt under a bell jar, my surroundings were inviting me to … Continue reading REMEMBERING THE ROUTE TOWARDS THE โUPโ
The Green Mist
Originally written and published on 6th April 2018, on my earlier blog- http://www.dancingwithenvelopes.wordpress.com Hidden, lie the unseen branches Vanished, now- unseen green bloom Deathly claws frosting, winterโs gloom Tender, stems sleep, beneath chill moon Fallow, the heart of a breathless Earth Yet still come the brave, to spear through Ice glazed armour You will see … Continue reading The Green Mist
I found myself issuing unnerving questioning to my โselfโโฆ
Am I โallowedโ to post about NOT being ALRIGHT?๐โItโs okay not to be okayโ๐ I wonder why I felt as though this even had to be considered a questionโฆ self doubtโs reliable โonโ switch, quickly reminded me, as the champion over thinker I am, YES- clearly, self doubt might be pulling too many of my … Continue reading I found myself issuing unnerving questioning to my โselfโโฆ
Explore Original Artwork, poetry, and Latest Updates
New updates and original Artwork! Enjoy! https://mindinmotion.home.blog/2024/07/13/sketch-your-emotions-free/?page_id=3969 Poetry Yet poetry can forge lyrics from mere words, and be sources of support, for when people- myself included- need that extra art of words and reframing of the fight- to help them through darkness coated mental health journeys, where relentless depression and delusions, dissociation and trauma can … Continue reading Explore Original Artwork, poetry, and Latest Updates
The birthday I never thought Iโd live to see
http://www.facebook.com/share/1YdfoAejCw/ (Please use the link above to access more to my story and this whole story, and the fundraiser page itself!) Remarkably, I experienced my 35th birthday yesterday (16th June). Whilst many of us, including myself, face the natural shock and aversion to advancing digits of age, feeling โoldโ and fretting naturally, for the cosmetic … Continue reading The birthday I never thought Iโd live to see
I dared myself to write, in the style of a Shakespearean Quill
You ready? My Artwork here inspired by my late Mother Shรขn Nevesโฆ I chose it because itโs message and itโs theme fit my words in this creative, dark, alluring, artistic, fateful and literally- My work, and life, be a metamorphoses in progressโฆ A snippet: โYou, madame, your hands, with their white fair curling fingers, which … Continue reading I dared myself to write, in the style of a Shakespearean Quill
Slipping as I am gripping
Whenever you turn over that old familiar phrase: โHitting Rock Bottomโ, what do you think of? โRock bottomโ- in reference to a โplaceโ which words, fears, struggles and experiences, have all come together, in a tragedy of human sufferings, to create language which wields such a strange power, to turn memory and words into a … Continue reading Slipping as I am gripping
One word to describe the cataclysm of a self that is I!?
Word to describe myself? Tough one- but Iโm going to go with โSpiritedโ โSpiritedโ I have not the audacity to call myself โunconquerableโ, because, believe me, life has threatened and humbled my steadfast and passionate spirit with too many a persistent reminder, not to get ahead of myself, and to learn the (inconvenience of a … Continue reading One word to describe the cataclysm of a self that is I!?
Once I Was
Once, I was a butterfly, flapping vibrant wings- patterns swirling, circling, web-like threads of light. A storm of color, painted bold, that stunned the dawn's first golden sight. The buddleia marveled โ we look like a supernova when she rests upon our blossoms, wings outstretched in gentle trust, soft against the morning hush. Sunlight spilled … Continue reading Once I Was
A shower of words to help those on a healing journeyโฆ which is all of us reallyโฆโค๏ธ
I hope you enjoyed reading these powerful quotes and messages, and that in all their diversity, you find one or twoโฆ or three! Which resonate with you strongly, wherever you are in your journey right now! โค๏ธ
Sketches from my mindโs edges: Explore snippets of my original Artwork- simply click โmenuโ button at the top of page to scroll down and select page ๐จ๐๐๐ฆโโฌ
There is no such thing as a mistake in Art. Creativity to the Mind is like the fallen Acorn which dropped into dark Earth below, only to become light and majesty in the growth of a new Oak Tree. Optimism in the Oak Treeโs revival โSelfโ- The Colourstorm in motion Window to the Soul Cyclical … Continue reading Sketches from my mindโs edges: Explore snippets of my original Artwork- simply click โmenuโ button at the top of page to scroll down and select page ๐จ๐๐๐ฆโโฌ
Sharing mind hacks for our minds in motion!
Hello! A question we can all benefit from sharing between usโฆ What are some of the different ways people try to keep themselves distracted/occupied/ mentally engaged for lengths of time? Iโm talking: Coping strategies for those extra tough days, a new challenge to try doing something new or different, ways to try and keep your … Continue reading Sharing mind hacks for our minds in motion!
Making sense
I feel the terror of acknowledgment My whole mind and body, thoughts and beliefs Have been fabricated by cruel traumaโs pretence Iโve been living my whole life in the narrative of the past tense See that colour, glimpse that number? Awaken thy devilโs idle slumber I remember staring, into that stud of a groove, Piercing … Continue reading Making sense
Why Care?
Prove this wrong! Why care? Sometimes to even manage to care is in itself a tremendous challenge, and from a very basic level, there is your first reason to pursue caring- because to be unable to do so is so very torturous, and certainly a place you donโt want to remain shackled within. So care … Continue reading Why Care?
Reclaiming a self- Philosophical Quotes which enable me to keep on paving my own path
Sent from the Wisdom app.
Why the fuck did I think that!?
Welcome to the end of another pretty ruthless year; 2024. This time last year, I felt a great deal more celebratory in this day, the birthday of Jesus Christ- 25th Decemberโฆ. Iโd just been discharged from a hospital admission whereby my abusive ex partner had found out where I was feeling and staying in refuge … Continue reading Why the fuck did I think that!?
How could I ever hold back the absolute magnitude of gratitude I have to Mind HEY- Your Crisis Pad has saved my life
Smiling is always possible again I know Iโve posted about this before, and rightly so. This time though Iโm going to be more to the point, and the title has already basically said it all. All thatโs left to add to it, is the highlight of the entire reason Iโm still here to be writing … Continue reading How could I ever hold back the absolute magnitude of gratitude I have to Mind HEY- Your Crisis Pad has saved my life
Smiles rise across faces, like silent songs, hushing storms as they pass
More than just a โserviceโ So I admit itโฆ Recently, Iโve had a great deal of negative and emotionally charged declarations of fury to spurt out in angry statements, regarding the NHS, and โthe state of the present day failingsโ which recent experiences may well have influenced in shaping my words. In fact, Iโve been … Continue reading Smiles rise across faces, like silent songs, hushing storms as they pass
A Place To Flyโฆ
A poem written by myself 19/10/2024 A place To Fly I have pictures, like paper trials, of a mind, absconded Words can be my muse, but they can deceive and confuse In sketches, the wrought iron gate, whereby the words keep watch, under key, lateโฆ A head filled with secret salubrity, ideas, overgrown trenches, sodden … Continue reading A Place To Flyโฆ
Daily Art- comes from the fucking heart
Discuss, free soulsโฆ I am desperate hear your voice xxx
Hard workโฆ Not a headline many people will warm to!
In what ways does hard work make you feel fulfilled? *First of all- Credit for the featured image set for this post goes to the wonderfully talented Artist Ella Dorson, who created the portrait of myself and my dog, blended spoken words exchanged between us beautifully, and used her Artwork of me alongside and part … Continue reading Hard workโฆ Not a headline many people will warm to!
The Echoes- Sounds that in fact always reverberate, even if to human ears they โfadeโโฆ My song which was not โmy lastโ after all.
One of the most heartbreaking songs I ever improvised, singing out what I genuinely believed to be my last goodbyes, feeling lost to the dark and dreadful lure of suicide, I found myself singing this song because I couldnโt say the words โhelpโ any louder than I already had been doing for years in my … Continue reading The Echoes- Sounds that in fact always reverberate, even if to human ears they โfadeโโฆ My song which was not โmy lastโ after all.
10 Dark Truths that will Make You Stronger.
Web. 10 Dark Truths that will Make You Stronger. Well worthy re-blog!
Enable the (sober life) rave, get thy hose pipe to the garden floor!
vm.tiktok.com/ZGevAG7E3/ Now that I'm doing the whole sober life thing (not that I ever truly needed chemical assistance to get on the floor and rave like the dance floor is the Lord/Lordess... Lordthey -!?- to which I devote divine worship to, religiously)... I sometimes (every day) miss partying and raving my tits off, like my … Continue reading Enable the (sober life) rave, get thy hose pipe to the garden floor!
Oh behold all the fucks I give!
vm.tiktok.com/ZGe7TMTpV/ I'm skint, I've ran out of me meds, the mental health services in this city (barring the charity Mind), have added even more ingredients to that C-PTSD diagnosis I've been gifted by life and Psychiatrists, the Bipolar shits and giggles that in all seriousness- CLEARLY cause problems and shenanigans... The perpetrators and the global … Continue reading Oh behold all the fucks I give!
A thank you to a previous team, at Mindโs crisis pad- praises well worth singing for those who genuinely save lives.
Iโve just had a really beneficial, possibly life altering conversation, with a volunteer who works for Hull Mindโs โCrisis Padโ service- which I probably wouldnโt have had a need or chance to do if certain preliminary and pre-existing NHS services, tasked with the rather voluminous task of saving peopleโs lives within crisis mental health servicesโฆ … Continue reading A thank you to a previous team, at Mindโs crisis pad- praises well worth singing for those who genuinely save lives.
Ooooohhh what a question!
How would you describe yourself to someone who can't see you? The chance to reinvent a โdescriptionโ so suit some eyes that cannot see meโฆ harder than it sounds, and you perhaps Iโm not actually the one best qualified anywayโฆ Wow, Iโm trying to not overthink this or overanalyse the variables which I always feel … Continue reading Ooooohhh what a question!
You donโt have to be โstrongโ all the timeโฆ
Written by myself, a fellow warrior of the mental health lived experience debacle, and the journey of learning how to โwinโโฆ You donโt have to stay strong for everyone. You donโt even โhaveโ to stay strong as a command given to your own self aloneโฆ I think you can give yourself permission and validation to … Continue reading You donโt have to be โstrongโ all the timeโฆ
Power, strength and beautifully mapped journey of a survivor- A song which blew gales of admiration into my soul
open.spotify.com/track/4RurEJ0z5RQbC3bWYKwTbz Sia... 'I Forgive You' I never saw it coming, the electrifying, spine tingling and resonating enrapture, the awe, the gratitude and the falling in love with your music. https://open.spotify.com/track/4RurEJ0z5RQbC3bWYKwTbz?si=nh3muKwPTES9jc61rj_VDA&pi=e-DQmbD5XdRECZ
Mother, remember
Remember how you always loved to play those beautiful songs on the piano at home? How, my earliest memories of you, from the infancy of a toddler, are captured in sacred pictures and sounds, rememberโฆ I watched you in wonder, playing Canon in D, as you played, your talent moved deeply, the core of my … Continue reading Mother, remember
For Light and Memory.
A short read reflecting on the gratitude I have for everything my late mother gave me while she was here, and afterโฆ
Check this person out, she is amazing, in pictures and for real! โฌ๏ธ๐
http://www.instagram.com/p/Cz9LWK3Mzmm/ โฌ๏ธโฌ๏ธ๐๐๐ต Check out the Instagram page of the official above link, it is amazing, the creator talks about struggles with mental health, Bipolar Disorder more specifically, what it's like to live with them, in perfect but simple little images, and somehow manages to capture both the exact means of expressing something myself, and I'm … Continue reading Check this person out, she is amazing, in pictures and for real! โฌ๏ธ๐
Advice on the journey of healing- your mental health matters
Good intentions says this little guy, good intentions from the making of this meme- but sometimes donโt we just get sick of hearing this statement, as in to the point of screaming: โFuck off, I ainโt staying strong, Iโm falling apart, and Iโm too damn tired out to do strong, Iโm too damn low to … Continue reading Advice on the journey of healing- your mental health matters
Bipolar โtomorrowsโ
Hypermanic polar opposites, Bipolar Disorder stirring and bubbling in a broth combined with C-PTSD and a sprinkle of ADHDโฆ Yeah so apparently, thatโs me๐ซจ๐ตโ๐ซ๐ซฃ Not that my coffee table resembles any such a diagnosis at all! ๐๐ซฃ๐ต FYI- It took me fucking HOURS to concentrate enough to write this, so do me a favour and … Continue reading Bipolar โtomorrowsโ
A warningโฆ
You wonโt know until you know, or Iโve died trying to achieve an end which is for the greater good, particularly in terms of politics, philosophy, and end to globalised corruption, and the primary concern of helping others- most specifically in the dual circumstances of addiction and mental health- but what Iโm finding out is … Continue reading A warningโฆ
Identify- Be strong tonight, and remember who you are
https://open.spotify.com/track/5GK4ax71sSIokiNEZsND3d?si=eUWfK-i3RCOiPpg7Igzu3w Above/or below at the end of this post , letโs find out... is a song which enabled be to rekindle the light of an identity within myself which Iโd too frequently felt I could no longer discover againโฆ I related to the first half of the song, for its harrowing, and spine tingling resonance … Continue reading Identify- Be strong tonight, and remember who you are
Mental health quote
My go: I am the storm, replies the warrior, bellowing the words into the thunder of a roar which made time itself stand still.
Worried you might be in a relationship with a cunt, but canโt quite hear your own intuition?
Listen to this song: https://open.spotify.com/track/05P2XnfYsMtbvajPRcLTzO?si=YkwkLWOwRMCzMyVC-DYRPA&context=spotify%3Aplaylist%3A3wiZZCpwpuuz3buVj9VkoF Obviously applies to all genders. Cock or the Pea- Youโre both who Iโm talking about! Fuck them off because if you have that niggling worry that your partner is a secret twat, youโre probably right, so for Godโs sake, Dance your path away from them. Donโt ever be afraid to … Continue reading Worried you might be in a relationship with a cunt, but canโt quite hear your own intuition?
7 of 9- The brilliant breaker of the Borgโs grasp, rescued by the crew of Star Trek Voyager
If you could be a character from a book or film, who would you be? Why? An icon of pure strength, sexy, stubborn, fiercely intelligent. Like a phoenix, Seven embarks upon a journey of rediscovering the โselfโ after a hive mind ordeal, entrapment by Borg captivity, she had her individuality purged. Yet despite the darkness … Continue reading 7 of 9- The brilliant breaker of the Borgโs grasp, rescued by the crew of Star Trek Voyager
Visiting your spirit, alone. My return to the Queens building of Castle Hill Hospital, where the lonely suitcase still haunts me.
No ordinary scene was visited this day. At last, and without any inch of hesitation stopping me from my march towards this destination, I adamantly and resolutely walked through those hospital grounds, nothing and nobody would have been able to stop me. The Queens building, Castle Hill Hospital. Oncology, breast care. It did not take … Continue reading Visiting your spirit, alone. My return to the Queens building of Castle Hill Hospital, where the lonely suitcase still haunts me.
I am the storm, replied the warrior, bellowing the words into a roar which made time stand still.
Tooting my own horn without shame ๐บ๐
Who is the most confident person you know? Guess my answerโฆ The answer to this daily prompt question, asking, โwho is the most confident person I know?โ Well, I reckon, that despite having had the privilege of meeting some incredibly confident people in my lifetime, and taking inspiration from the their unwavering shine, I find … Continue reading Tooting my own horn without shame ๐บ๐
What a question! Why, Ive got 33 years worth of โstrategiesโ, for those officially โdiagnosedโ!
What strategies do you use to cope with negative feelings? What an apt daily question to ask, of someone who is officially โdiagnosedโ as having C-PTSD, BPD, Major Depressive Illness, recurring eating disorders and a history of drug and alcohol addiction! You asked for this! Prepare yourselves for some disturbing answers, and hopefully, a few … Continue reading What a question! Why, Ive got 33 years worth of โstrategiesโ, for those officially โdiagnosedโ!
In celebration of international womenโs day
The woman I keep on becoming (we never cease to adapt, aspire, and amaze) Women: (We already know what Iโm about to say, oh, we know) But yโknow, in light of #internationalwomenโsday 2024, Iโll say a few words. We are not just warriors, who have endured any such a Blitzkrieg- that purposefully, may cause a … Continue reading In celebration of international womenโs day
Flashbacks come, and flashbacks go. Just like imprints, in the snow.
Poem โImprints in the snowโ A reflective piece inspired and triggered by experiences of C-PTSD, recovery, flashbacks, memories, and resilience.
Happy Motherโs Day, I miss you ๐
Your Art and your afterlife Art that I drew and revived for you. I finished the Heart and butterflies drawing just seconds after midnight turned into Motherโs Day. Thatโs good timing for me, Iโm usually not the timekeeping master of the century. But you knew that anywayโฆ โค๏ธ Happy Motherโs Day Mumโฆ. I lit my … Continue reading Happy Motherโs Day, I miss you ๐
Declaration against my defeat
No, โlifeโ, you still havenโt stopped me. I might have been crushed, but I am a soul with the โchaos within to give rise to a dancing starโ to quote Nietzsche, and my energy, compressedโฆ apparently (Iโve noticed, after observing the survival of my intact soul, after countless afflictions, and attacks, have tried to dim … Continue reading Declaration against my defeat
The warrior and the shield
Life can be tough, Iโm sure we can all agree. Sure itโs got its beautiful moments and even years, too, but we go through life, and despite individual differences in specific circumstances, we are on a battlefield, always. You canโt afford to let your guard down, neither can you afford to simply hide away from … Continue reading The warrior and the shield










































