Party Years…

You’re in your twenties going out drinking with your friends.
Sharing all the hangovers, thinking friendship never ends.
Then one by one your journeys change
Some choose family, some careers
And suddenly you find yourself out of touch
From those youthful party years.
Be very sure you had those bonds
Even though in a tipsy haze
You strengthened each others girl power
In those wild tight mini skirt days.
And even though you live in different worlds now
Those memories are respected
Our friendships made us what we are
We will always be connected.

Artwork by the brilliant Beryl Cook 

Sing and Dance…

You don’t need to have rhythm to dance.
You don’t need to be perfect to sing.
If you feel the need to do it.
Don’t worry about these things.

Dance like a ballerina light as the wind
Spin and float like your shoulders are winged
Sing like it’s opera, chant like a monk
Twerk like you have the best junk in your trunk
The platform is yours, don’t sit it out.
The professional skills aren’t what it’s about.
It’s the freedom the joy, the feel good pretending
That you’re on stage at the O2
With thousands attending.
We all need to sing and we all need to dance
Do it right now whilst you still have the chance.

Love this artwork from @desbrophy

Let Them Go …

You know those people,
The ones that shine.
Happy vibes glowing,
Making you feel fine.
Surround yourself with them.

We all deserve to feel brilliant.
To bring out our very best.
And those beautiful souls are out there.
You’ll have no time to feel depressed.

Those who nag you and criticise,
You should let them go.
There’s no place for them in your life.
The seed is planted and now you grow.

Learn and laugh and absorb the joy
Keep the right people near.
Then be that warm light for others,
Another feel good pioneer.

Happy artwork from @ingelook.rus

Laughter…

As long as you can make them laugh
Even in the darkest times,
You’re going to make life better
Helping ease the steepest climbs.

Every person in this world
Has suffered loss and pain.
Has lain defeated in the dust
Not caring to move again.

It might seem inappropriate
It might feel really wrong,
But laughter is the medicine
We need as life goes on.

Holding hands and giving hugs
And smiling through the tears.
Be the one, hold out your hand,
The world needs more volunteers.

Artist @aannies.world

Joy

Search for joy everywhere,
Search for joy every day.
When you think that there is none,
And your time for joy is done,
And you can’t even find a reason now to stay.
Relax yourself and close your eyes,
Take a deep breath and chill.
Let it all out, yes, everything
And make yourself calm and still.
Now imagine all those things you love,
Flowers, fields and trees.
Birds chirping merrily,
Washing drying in the breeze.
The sun on your face and ice cream,
Whichever flavour you choose.
The sound of the waves and laughter,
Playing with surfboards and beach canoes.
The excitement felt at Christmas,
Meeting up with family and friends.
Watching classic movies with mince pies,
Anything your Netflix recommends.
All these things are out there,
And many many more.
But joy plays with you and sometimes hides
In places you don’t look anymore.
But when you finally see it,
And it overwhelms despair,
You’re going to begin to live again,
You’re not going anywhere.

Joy is always there.

Photographer- @eyecapturethecastle

Belong If You Must..

Just accept that you don’t have to belong.
To any religion, to any group of friends, to any gender, any culture.
You just have to be happy with yourself.
At home in your own skin, at home with your own morals, certain in your own beliefs.
Happy in your own company.
Belong if you must, if it feels like comfort.
But just know that you matter and you must make your own choices whilst respecting the decisions of others.
Over everything be kind. Always.

Artist @catrin_welzstein

Gossip

Don’t listen to the gossip, the tittle tattle, the toxic words which tumble out unfiltered. Have the presence of mind to try and turn the firing squad into cheerleaders. See it as your challenge to either disagree or walk away. For those little darts of jealousy could very well ricochet right back and cast you in the starring role.

Artist Jacqueline Osborn