APPEARS TO BE ODD
Friday, 12 January 2018
READ THIS LETTER OFTEN
Saturday, 6 January 2018
THE MASTER OF FUCK UPS
We are able with a bit of time and patience and more tolerance put these two individually operating entities in one big ass bowl and make a damn fine cake out of this. That is of course if you don't mind getting your hands dirty and stop wallowing in a bit of flour that got stuck in the sieve.
Fuck ups are a given. Stagnating is normal but beating yourself up for a tiny hurdle is not in this recipe.
Wednesday, 3 January 2018
FESTIVITIES' END & EMOTIONAL BEGINNINGS
I mean, let's be real here, a failed exorcism of a gazillion demons would have left me in a better state and frame of mind. No jokes.
HAPPY NEW YEAR!
Am I happy it's a new year? Yes. Yes, I am. Am I ready to leap blindly into it? No. No, I am not. I am stuck in the space of void that 2017 left me speechless, frustrated, depressed, and stressed out to the pinnacles of giving up.
The municipality seemed to be on strike and failed to take the rubbish out.
HAPPY NEW YEAR!
I'm making a giant bonfire, do you care to do your bit for your environment?
Yes? Indeed the answer I was looking for. I'm lugging all my unresolved business, issues, baggage and all the unnecessary emotions into the dumpster, just a bit down the road called "Past Street".
Fearing the intense heat but ironically finding comfort in watching the demise and destruction of it all.
I had completely detached myself from this destruction and it was sad as it had become my safe zone. But I'm relieved, the tears streaming down my cheeks, I bid one last farewell to my destructive companions.
May we NEVER meet again.
HAPPY NEW YEAR!
To my new found friends, joy, patience, love and tolerance, I've noticed you wearing fire-proof cloaks, they kinda make you look like superheroes and like you might possess some magical powers. I see you smiling and laughing a lot and it looks good on you. Thank you for inviting me to sit with you, I'm new here, just transferred and I have this knowing (call it my intuition) that we're going to get along very well. I feel like I now have the space for you in my life. I've ridden the clutter.
Let's get one thing straight
The past is lost
The past is gone
You are so incredibly capable
And you are so fantastically strong.
Tuesday, 26 December 2017
CHOOSE YOUR FRIENDS WISELY
Most of us have a few amazing friends, if they aren't amazing, basically there's no need to call them friends.
Friends are those (sometimes) strange human beings we "adopt" like pets to keep us company, to spread our love onto and to keep us sane. We can confide in them and them in us, offload our problems and happy times and we get to take them on outings too.
I've been blessed plenty with some of the most loyal and crazy insane humans to share my overly dramatic life with.
And just like pets, some of our friends stay forever until one or the other dies and then some are short lived.
My friends deserve solid white gold medals! I don't think they'd ever find a friend like me ever! AND I THINK THEY THANK GOD OR WHOMEVER THEY BELIEVE IN FOR THAT.
I've heard my other half saying time and time again: "Tracy, you are so much hard work and I don't think many people can grasp you entirely...."
By that he means not many people will put up with me. And he's right, I know I'm a whole lotta crosswords with very few clues. Luckily he loves me endlessly and he is willing to wholeheartedly try fathom this puzzle out.
On this topic of Friends, here is a very crucial statement:
WE GET TO CHOOSE OUR FRIENDS...
Or in the case of my one friend Kim, she just "chose" to stick around until she sort of grew onto me. She grew so much that she became the fungus that my tree needed to survive. (She's going to kill me for that statement, lol)
We will all have many friends throughout our lifetime, but we all need that "Kim-fungus" friend ;)
I'm all the way down in sunny South Africa and she's waaay up in (whatever the weather is like) Wales. Even that, what I thought was a tad of an over the top, extravagant escape from me, it did not one bit change even the slightest sliver of friendship we have.
There are many different types of friends I've made along my 36 years of trips around the sun, primary school, my ice-skating career which lasted 7 years, my high school career and everyone I've met after that, being at the workplace, through friends of friends and the list goes on.
Most of us still stay in touch but as we know, life goes on and so does everyone else.
That's the beauty of life and one's constantly changing paths we embark on.
Along this path we chose to travel with our friends and family, I have also stumbled upon a few MENTORS. These special angels sent to me at just the right moments, usually older individuals, full of wisdom and these gems I keep close for their knowledge is of utmost importance to me when my seas turn to tsunamis.
I like to call them the "mothers" or "guides" of my soul group. These special humans never judge the choices I make, no matter how absurd they might seem at first, the guidance is always there and always words of comfort and assurance are there.
So yes, A BIG YES! I have indeed been blessed plenty with so many people who care.....
Either that, OR, there's just so many people out there who think I'm a lost cause and I need plenty of help!
I prefer to dismiss the latter statement.
FRIENDS: The gems that the Universe throws onto our paths to lessen the obstacles we hurdle ourselves over.
Thursday, 14 December 2017
FOR THE LOVE OF TATTOOS (Interview)
FOR THE LOVE OF TATTOOS
My other (better) half has been in the tattoo industry for 6 years, 3 of which he did his apprenticeship.
Darren: Well Tracy, as your partner I am very unimpressed that you are asking me questions that you should by now hopefully know (laughs), but for your readers: I was born, raised and educated in CapCity Pretoria. I matriculated from Pretoria Boys High in 2004 and received my diploma in Performing Arts Technology and Art in 2009.
Allow the artist to have a certain amount of freedom with the design as it’s his work (his stamp) that he’s putting on the client.
Show up on time.
Don’t haggle the artist down with pricing, you are paying for quality.
Respect the shop as a relaxing sanctuary and don’t bring in an entourage of supporters that will distract the artists.
Understand that you will start right at the bottom of the food chain and you will have to earn your way to the top.
Wednesday, 13 December 2017
Tuesday, 12 December 2017
OVER-THINKERS ANONYMOUS
READ THIS LETTER OFTEN
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