Tras meses de espera, por fin he podido dejar un mensaje en el Muro de la Paz. O de lo que queda de los Peace Walls, que fueron 30km de muro de 7 metros de altura que separaban y aun siguen separando los barrios protestantes y católicos de Belfast (Siguen cerrando todas las noches las puertas para que no se maten entre ellos)
SUCCESSFUL SUNDAYS 🙆
Today I want to know....
WHAT IS SUCCESS TO YOU?
This has been on my mind for quite some time since quitting my job last year and going after my dreams.
And I'm not going to lie and say that it's been easy.
This week in particular has been one of the most difficult
As I have felt like I am almost drowning in total self-doubt.
Last year I graduated with a first class honours degree in Psychology.
The left photo shows me holding my award for coming second in the year.
Huge success right?
In reality, which I can see clearly from the right, I was barely alive.
I got out of the mental health hospital that I had been for weeks to attend my graduation.
I spent the majority of the day trying to breathe and appear like everything was normal.
I just about managed to get through the ceremony and came straight home, got a few photos in the safety of my house got a meal and was driven back to hospital.
Taking time to reflect really puts everything into perspective for me.
I am no longer crippled by mental health struggles.
I am finally ALIVE and able to THRIVE.
I decided against pursuing a secure 9 to 5 career and instead spend my days on my laptop creating content and helping others for not a single dime.
And I enjoy every second of it.
Because to me, success is less about owning a fancy car or having lots of money, but more about doing my bit to make a positive difference in this world.
Having a life that I LOVE and can look back on without regret.
Right now I may be a mess by society's standards, but to myself I'm a huge success.
And I say that whatever success looks like to you, you should do that.
Who's with me? 🙋
Originally built in the 1850s in Gilford, County Down, as a hay store before being repurposed into a silent cinema shortly before World War One. Apparently typical of what small-town picture houses in Ireland looked like at the time. To preserve it, the building—along with several others harking up to a hundred years back—were transplanted to the Ulster Folk and Transport Museum just outside Belfast. Seems like an odd thing to do to pluck buildings from their original geographies and plop them somewhere else all together, but it’s one way to keep them alive, and I imagine they function as great film sets—I kept feeling like I was about to walk into a movie. I thought it would be gimmicky, and it sort of is (especially with locals dressed in period costumes—reminded me of Westworld!), but at the same time there is this aura when you’re walking in the buildings of them having been lived through by people from a different time (which makes me feel both reassured and melancholy), especially since the hearths in them are still being stoked with coals. Got to keep the illusion going, I suppose.
Storytime 📚 I was reading about the Grey Man at Fair Head in The Fabled Coast earlier but I remembered a better story about him that I read on the internet (northantrim.com) Here it is... The Grey Man's Path is said to run from the shore to the plateau above Fair Head, though many refer to it starting at Marconi's Cottage and going on past Lough Dhu. There are lots of local stories surrounding the Grey Man's Path - one of these tells of a Mary McAnulty who lived beyond Lough Dhu above Fair Head, she always used the Grey Man's Path to come down to the shore for the purpose of collecting dulse at the base of Fair Head. One evening, she was returning home as usual with a full bag of dulse; along the way she had regular favourite spots to stop and take a rest from the hard climb, one of these was at the top of the gulley. As she rested there this evening she noticed in the twilight a figure of man approaching along the path, she noticed he had a limp, she paid no heed to him and started out on her way towards Lough Dhu where she would take another rest, the man caught up with her and walk beside her, in politeness Mary exchanged a few words with him about the weather, though she noticed his voice was different and not of the accents she was used too, she noticed too, in the falling light, that the his face was pale and expressionless below his coat hood. She did not want to stare but could almost swear that it was grey, but paid no more heed to this only to wondered who he was and from where he had come and what ailed him. They reached Lough Dhu and as she sat to take another rest, the stranger sat beside her. It was then that Mary noticed that his hair in the fading light looked a greenish colour and she could not resist but ask him why, he told her it was due to him having lived beneath the waters of Lough Dhu for many years, now this alarmed Mary a wee bit, for she thought he was either intoxicated or deranged, and neither did she care much for. The stranger said he was very tired and proceeded to rest his head on Mary's dulse bag and his head half ways on her lap and he fell asleep (cont in comments)
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Happy Sunday! This piece was one of the first things I made for the house we are in now - nearly four years. It was made out of planks I found in the roofspace, and was one of the first things I designed and was really proud of. Yeah there is probably 600 different types just like this on Pinterest or something, but I wasn't on Pinterest back then (or now either 🤣)- maybe it wasn't a thing then!? 🤔
Still now I love it -4 pieces of chunky wood that intersect and fit perfectly together with no screws or nails. It was just one of those great things that was an idea that actually became something. That is the best bit about making.
Of course I made it to fit our tiny downstairs bathroom exactly and I have never been able to even take a picture of it 😣
Seems like a good reason to make another eh? I really want to make more of these and hope people like them as much as I do!
Here's to no Monday Blues 😁
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