It has been a long year of journeying. I am tired and the mountain air grows thin the closer I get to the summit. As my brain cries out for oxygen, the world I once knew slips away.
Continue readingThe Illusion of Freedom
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Author Archives: WendyMaddison
Storm Clouds
There is a storm out in the bay, stirring up the sea. The water is multicoloured – brown from sediment, blue from the sun, and black under the clouds. There is also a storm raging in me, and the waters are just as murky, dark and rough.
Continue readingBreaking Apart
My best friend’s heart broke on the weekend. I watched as he was airlifted from our small town to the city hospital to save it, and to save him. Continue reading
Touching the Morning Star
It is easy to whisper your deepest feelings to the dark – when you wake they are but a will-o’-the-wisp. The night will not share your secrets or break your heart. Continue reading
Three Day Eternity
We only met yesterday,
But I’ve known you through many lifetimes. Continue reading
A Change of Name
There are times in life when you have to leave things behind. There are times when you have to let go of what went before, and clear the slate for new and better things. This is one of those times.
Denying Our Dreams
Why is it that we deny ourselves the life of our dreams? Why is it that we watch opportunities pass us by that could make us happy? Why is it that we sit back and let others instead have the glory, wealth and success that we so dearly want for ourselves? Continue reading
Believing in a Dream
I recently read a book written by a friend of mine. It was hilarious and addictive, with dogs, cats and concussed hamsters, but it was more than that – it reignited my faith in books again! Continue reading
Amongst the Ruins
It’s the hardest thing to come face to face with the ruins of your life. It can be easier to just stow them away in an attic and close the door. But this doesn’t deal with them. This doesn’t shine a light on the devastation. It does not allow you to dust them off, hold them with love, and let them go. Continue reading
On My Knees
Some days are tough. Some days you realise you shouldn’t have got out of bed. Some days will bring you to your knees.
Today I was on my knees. Continue reading
Wendy Maddison (Writer) 