Spoons and Broomsticks

I suspect I have probably written before how taking on too much can affect how efficiently my post stroke brain works. On the whole, over the past few years, I have found out how to manage this. Occasionally there are still blips and often I record these ‘brain farts’ as I find them comical –…

The Pagan Federation Disabilities Team is changing its name. In future, we will be known as the Accessibility Team. I believe that this is a brilliant move, for it’s not just a change of name. There is a change in thinking behind it, and that will influence and guide what we do. I am a…

I have always been a great believer in doing what you can for as long as you can. I have the feeling that to stop doing something, even if it can be difficult to continue, will hasten my inability to do it. Over the past few years, I have had to lighten up on myself….

It was a weekend, the sun was shining, I had nothing to do, so my daughter and I thought we’d go out for the day. We didn’t have a specific idea where but we live within easy driving distance of many lovely places. Problem – neither of us drive. Me because my licence has been…

The estate I live on is probably like many other estates across the city. People busy living their own lives, bustling in and out to work, taking kids to school, fighting to make ends meet and survive the chaos we create around ourselves. People live in isolation, dealing with their own problems. I certainly didn’t…

I make lists all the time. It started with the simple ones such as what must I remember to do today –  buy milk, put the vacuum round, pay the electric bill. I found out quite a while ago, when I was working full time, caring for six children and a sick husband, that it…

Last week I explained the problems I have with my memory. I have come a long way from when I first came home from hospital into the strange new world I now inhabited. I thought I might share with you some of the coping strategies that help me live independently even if a little erratically….

It’s been five years since I had a stroke. In many ways, I am one of the lucky ones – I survived. I haven’t had to learn to walk again, nor how to speak. I am not left with any physically obvious legacy of that stroke. That does not mean that I am fine, that…

I have loved seeing the posts on Facebook of all the people celebrating Beltane – lots of pics of woodlands strewn with bluebells. Glastonbury looked awesome. Did I wish I was there? Yes. Why wasn’t I? Well, it’s the whole disability thing isn’t it. Was I jealous? No. Seeing the celebrations and the clear enjoyment…

I have a regular slot with a pagan magazine. The heading for this slot is Words from the Witch’s journals and I write about – you’ve guessed it – things I have recorded in my journals over the years. Some of my journals are stunning leather bound creations. I always find it daunting to actually…