This week I am linking up with Shae from Yay for Home for her “Things I Know” weekly meme.
Which is so simple it is beautiful, all I need to do is share the things I know and link back to Shae and check out the other bloggers that are joining in.
I know that I have been meaning to join in with this meme for months now but I keep on forgetting that it is on a Friday. Time just slips through my fingers as the days race by merging into one another, and I always think I will join in next week. Next week is finally here and I dreamed about writing this post last night.
I know that the internet is full of lovely people that come out of the ether at the perfect time and give me heart. Tim is one of these people, he sent me an email in response to my, “Cardboard has no soul” post. Tim’s simple words and beautiful photo of his cardboard sculpture cheered me up no end, after a particularly cutting comment had floored me. Tim’s email put a lid on the looming pit of depression that had been in front of me, threatening to swallow me up and I am seriously pleased that Tim spent those few minutes writing to me.
you must cram the soul back in2 the cardboard….from the lost souls of the trees,.., like a forgotten secret hidden in a shoebox deep under your bed………..
I know that an angry post blasting a bullying troll, full of swear words and written in haste will get more comments and page views than the much more important post written about dolphins being slaughtered but I don’t really know why.
I know that since my mum died I have struggled with depression but I don’t like to talk about it for fear that if Iacknowledge it, the depression will win and suck me into a pit of doom.
I know that small things make me incredibly happy and the sight of two pardalotes digging a nest into the bank, close to my front door made my chest swell with delight and I skipped around the house having little *squee* moments.
I know that depending on my mood I call myself a potter, ceramic artist or ceramist but it all means the same thing. I turn mud into art and get exceedingly messy while I am doing just that.
Thanks Shae for this opportunity to share some of the things I know
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Cute little birdy!
They are seriously cute Fiona, they are also in decline. I am not sure if they are on the threatened species list or not. I know their cousins the forty spotted pardalotes are.
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I know that some days you echo my thoughts. Especially about the depression thing. Actually acknowledging it is hard and puts me at risk of floods of tears that might never stop.
I love those birds, so sweet.
I didn’t see that show. I was too scared to watch. i am cowardly and ostrich like some days.
Are you serious about a meet up with some friends in Melbourne because I think I would very much like that.
I know you know what I mean Tiff, I don’t even think it is depression. It is just something. I will write it out one day and you will read along with me and nod.
Wow, you’ve just broadened my imagination regarding cardboard! The really amazing thing about being human is our ability to infused supposedly souless objectives with soul through creativity! My mum was a potter for a while, in one of her many incarnations… Sorry to hear about your mum, depression is not an inconquerable beast, but it takes an alliances of friends and allies to conquer it – to have friends and allies, you need to let them know the beast is threatening you, so they know to back you up… Much love xxx
That was thanks to Tim and his amazing cardboard sculpture. I struggled big time with cardboard. I will write the depression out of my system and then we will see if it is depression or just sadness and grief.
aww what lovely birdies………………..squeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
barge……………a meet up???….that would be FAB…can I come too??pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeze!!
I have some money saved in my little piggy bank from ABC.
The pardalotes are gorgeous. I will keep you posted pixie 🙂
I also know that when I talk about light stuff it gets people talking… or even when I don’t talk at all… I am still trying to work it out myself.
Totally get why you wouldn’t want to talk about the challenging things like depression, but I always think that the more we talk about, the more we are changing the stigma, and biting the demon in the back
Great post. I found you through At the Bottom of the Garden
Hi Tahlia it is nice to meet you. When you find out the answer, let me know 🙂
We get the spotted pardalotes here – and they burrow into our hanging baskets. A joy. And I too get lots of joy and fun and magic out of the little things. Small things for small minds? I know not.
And mostly people can’t comment on the truly awful – because it hurts too hard. The dolphin thing (which I could not watch) makes me sick and angry and feel helpless.
And for what it is worth I think that the black dog of depression should be dragged out into the light of day. Perhaps then sufferers will no longer be stigmatised and people will not treat us as if our illness is contagious. And as an aside, given the state of the world how can we NOT be depressed? And when we add our own issues to the mix it is a wonder any of us get out of bed.
Cyber hugs. Thank you, another lovely post.
Into the hanging baskets, that would be a delight. I tend to agree with you about it being too hard to comment on the dark stuff, like the dolphin slaughter. As for the depression. I am still working that one out. I don’t know if I am just incredibly sad or not. I will have a think about it now that I have mentioned it, it means I actually have to think about it.
I know you are an artist.
I know I couldn’t watch the dolphin programme or even comment about it because thinking about it just makes me feel sick.
I know that hiding feelings doesn’t make them go away.
I know trolls are a total waste of oxygen.
I know I want those birds in my garden too 🙂
I know you always make me smile 🙂
What a gorgeous little bird! I never even knew about them! All I’ve seen around here are magpies, wood pigeons, sparrows and yesterday a white cockatoo flew over.
I love that line, “I take mud and turn it into art”.
Yes, you most certainly do.
They are insect eaters River and during winter the Blue Gums produce a white substance called manna that the birds feed on which helps them to survive. The pardalotes are lovely little birds but as with all our animals they are struggling. Their cousins the 40 spotted pardalotes are on the brink of extinction. *sigh* mostly from loss of habitat, cats etc. all the usual reasons.
OMW how gorgeous are those birds!!
I know I’m glad you joined in xoxo
I too struggle with depression. It comes from years and years of being the “up” person who worked full-time while hub struggled with physical ailments which worsened and have left him crippled with arthritis, and now bloody Parkinsons Disease..throw in a few bouts of HIS major depressive illness…and I “just “had to keep going”
UNTIL
I couldn’t.
Today, 4th september 2011, is the ninth anniversary of the day I never went back to my school as Principal.
I struggle with that shame and guilt, and anger still….despite many therapies and more…..but I’ve done something now, I never thought I could…I just blogged and pressed publish..so I have outed myself, and it’s because of the R U OK day coming up, I got ‘brave’. Hugs for you dear lady. XXXXX
I dont get it. What the arrow indicating ? The birds cave ? Ok .ill read the post now 😛