All posts tagged: change

On turning 60 (wtf), & noticing new love makes me want to blog again

Hello Folks, thanks for dropping by; it’s been almost exactly a year. How did that happen? We all know how it happens: LIFE being life. In less than a month, I will be turnning 60. WHAT THE HELL. How did that happen?? We all know how it happens right: LIFE being life! A visual update: here’s me last week, trying on a possible party outfit for my joint 60th celebration event… but no, that’s not the winning suit. Stay tuned ;~) So why am I suddenly back here on WordPress? There’s a new form in town called Substack, plus Patreon of course; and with horror I’ve noticed an updated option here which suggests using AI to improve/expand/summarise etc. THAT IS NEVER GOING TO HAPPEN AT BONE&SILVER. Quite frankly, I’m back as I’ve recently started rewriting poems and spoken word pieces, because one of my creative muses is Love, and she’s come to visit me again… This morning, synchronistically, WordPress reminded me of a post I’d written in 2017 about the neuroscience of arguing; it’s pretty …

Racked with sobs at 5.30am: break ups suck

Yes, these virus times are horrifying, terrible, weird. Yes, these virus times are weird, transformative, full of potential for change. Yes, these virus times illuminate privilege, selfishness, and inequality on a global scale we can truly see. And these times also suck for a break-up. But after two years (minus the upcoming fortnight), my ‘Comet’ love just imploded. Exploded actually. Which finds me sobbing at 5.30am, having been awake since 3, thrashing over recent emails in my mind, composing a wide variety of healthy destructive neutral  unnecessary replies. I’m 53, nearly 54: I’ve done a shit ton of break ups. I know about all the stages, in no particular order- the denial, relief, shock, sadness, rebound fuck, period of isolation, anger, care, ‘let’s be friends’, reunions, accusations, apologies, gratitude etc etc. Some break ups evolve to friendship, and some certainly don’t. But this fresh period right now, this stomach-churning, grief-stricken, anxiety-ridden, anger-fuelled maelstrom is exhausting. One good thing though: the gag order about romance blogging has been blown up. I can write whatever the hell …

World Wednesday: Oprah is trending because we need her to

So you must have seen her Golden Globes speech? If not, go Google it now, and we’ll wait for ya… ‘H’ and I watched it with tears in our eyes- both usually a bit cynical about all that ‘celebrity stuff’, yet absolutely moved by her sincerity, power, and integrity. Now I’m totally on the #Oprah2020 and #oprahforpresident movement! The world needs a drastic change of direction: environmentally, economically, even emotionally. I’ve spent years watching Oprah consistently expanding and exploring both heart and mind; she taught me so much about marginalised communities, and most importantly, about all the positive, grassroots campaigns quietly going on in neighbourhoods to counteract huge problems. Sure, sometimes she waffled on about the Top Ten fashion mistakes, but then she’d meet with the Dalai Lama and meditate for world peace, so she’s still got my loyalty. In my opinion (and of course this is my blog, so you’re getting it), Donald Trump represents the last, atrocious, dying breath of the ‘Old Way’- the exploitative, corporate, consumerist-based, Patriarchally-focussed, ego-driven, narcissistic, sexist, racist, homophobic …