Word block

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I have never been lost for words, just occasionally I have to do something a little differently. The words that I have had recently ringing in my head, I would not expect anyone:- least of all my readers to understand. So I lockdown, close the hatches and get more sleep. I have no internet where I am staying which means I cannot get immersed into boring videos to take my mind into rest mode. Sleep is what matters. It is good for your health and also weight loss. I still weigh the same in the morning. I must be doing it wrong.

As someone who loves to decipher meanings, I find myself trailing other blogs instead to see what is popular. I need to write something. It has now been three days and I am beginning to feel I have so much to say, but nothing reaches the key board. There is no beauty there, just waffle, I ask myself, should I waffle on, just for the sake of it. Is there anyone out there. All I can do is order more coffee.

Are you reading me?

My direction challenged, I wander into the art shop and pick up some blank canvases. I think about calm soft colours inspired from my trip to Ibiza. Creation comes in many guises. If I cannot write something, mabe I could just paint it.

The picture tells a story right? Just not the one I expected.

title. WORDS.

Thrown out and shared onto a Facebook post, I receive 43 comments, everyone telling me what they see, What interpretation comes from something visual. I feel uplifted but somewhat perturbed. No wonder I could not say this in words. This picture has many titles now, Can you see a piano player, a peacock, a burning staircase, a man in sunglasses. Please go ahead, you are free to jump in and tell me what you find there.

I have always said we have to communicate in ways that allow free expression, however, the receiver has to be able to interpret what you are trying to say. What we try to communicate is always open to variation and at times can be misinterpreted. Ok I am waffling but at least I am writing and that makes me feel better.


Think of it as exercise

The more you jump in the easier it gets

I see a man here walking away from an elephant. This picture is called leaving India.

What do you see? please comment below.

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By the way, I have just ordered some Organic masks from India, to help the Saksham project. I am horrified at the price of organic masks so I am keeping the price low. I am giving some away to friends. But will be selling them for 7 Euros plus postage. If you buy me a couple of coffee’s to support the project, I will happily send you an Organic mask.

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Hiya, I am Lauren, a lifestyle traveller, writer and health Nerd. Due to lockdown I decided to get on with writing my blog and catching up with friends new and old. I believe we are one world that for most of us wants to promote peace and goodwill to each other, wherever you are in the world I wish you well. I hope we connect and share our stories.

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