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Are New Year’s resolutions dead or dying?

New Year’s resolutions are apparently so “yesteryear”, yet somehow I can’t help treating the start of a new year as an opportunity to clean the slate and start afresh.

new-years-resolutionsHonestly, despite getting re-married last year, 2012 was a tough year for me.  My emotional and mental disposition was taxed to its capacity and I fear I suffered much more than just a sense of humour failure.

Thankfully the year passed quickly and now I foster great hopes for the next twelve months. This year is going to be a good one – I can feel it in my bones.  Furthermore, given my daring frame of mind, I decided that setting some ambitious personal goals would kick my year off on the right footing.

Maybe I speak for myself, but the problem with setting goals and resolutions is that the temptation to backtrack or conveniently forget what I am striving for is all too easy. I want to make 100% positive that by the end of the year I am able to measure my progress; to do this I plan to document exactly what I want to achieve by sharing my goals with you.  Here goes:

Goal 1
Focus on my dream to have my poetry published one day
Measurement: Start my own dedicated poetry blog

Goal 2
I want to try to start a family this year.
Measurement:  Er … this would go without saying LOL

Goal 3
I want to focus more time on my writing:  this blog, poetry and short stories. 
Measurement:  I need to have entered at least one writing competition by the end of the year.

Goal 4
Get fit and eat healthier.
Measurement:  Join a gym, gym at least four times a month and map out an eating plan. I have set the target weight of 69 kg by mid-year as my first major measurement point.

Goal 5
Spend more quality time with my husband.
Measurement:  At least once a month, participate in one activity/pastime/hobby that my husband wants to do.

new-years-resolutionI’m so pleased that already I’ve made great progress on my goals.  On my first goal, my new poetry blog (http://poetizing.com) is now up and running. Please check it out and let me know what you think.  On my second goal, we’ve actively started trying (big smile).  Lastly, by joining our local Virgin Active gym, I’m making steady progress on my fourth goal and at the same time I am doing something my husband loves to do with me.  So my fifth goal gets a tick in the progress check box there too!

I would love to know if I’m the only old-fashioned person who has set New Year’s goals?  Hopefully not! :)

The tortured desires of a poet

Poetry is my emotional outlet. It allows me to sort through my feelings and put those innermost, darkest desires and secrets on paper, out in the open for further analysis.

They say a poet is often a tortured soul – and in this I can’t disagree. I never write when I am happy, only when I am conflicted, sad, melancholy and just weighed down by life in general. Every poem I’ve ever written so accurately defines what I was experiencing at that precise moment in time – a snap shot so to speak.

As the soppy romantic I am, I feel life’s twists and turns with exquisite intensity. Many times I feel I have no way forward but to simply document what I am feeling in verse. Writing is my weapon of encouragement. It gives me renewed hope to know that in the months and years to come, my poetry will remind me of how I prevailed over my circumstances and emerged a stronger person, if not marginally more battle scarred!

Today I want to share with you my latest piece of poetry, more of which can be found under “Tea Confessions” if you are interested. Nothing I can say will do it justice; it is what it is: my feelings, however inappropriate :)

Lusting, longing, wanting

I want you
Every minute of every day
You haunt my every thought
Taunt my every desire

I want you
In ways that words can’t explain
With every fibre of my being
I crave you, taste you

I want you
You engulf every sense
Until I am overwhelmed
Until I hanker for your touch

I want you
Exclusively, wholly, completely
Everything good, everything bad
I want it all

I want you
Not in another lifetime
Not in another scenario
Now, today, this moment

I want you.

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Addictions can be good

I’m tickled pink! My fellow blogger, Being a Beautiful Mess, nominated me this week for “The Addictive Blog Award”.  I’m even more humbled by the fact that little Teatart could be nominated by such a thought-provoking blogger such as Beautifulmess.

The Addictive Blog AwardThe rules of the “The Addictive Blog Award” require that I thank the person awarding me and share my story on why and how I started blogging. Beautifulmess, you are truly extraordinary.  Thank you for sharing your intimate experiences with such honestly and wit.  You continue to inspire me.

As to why I blog, I can only say that writing has always been my first love. From an early age I have written stories and expressed my emotional trials and tribulations through poetry. Without writing, I would be incomplete.  Blogging is simply an extension of my writing.  It provides me with an outlet to share my life in the hope that others will be able to relate to my story and be encouraged (as I am by other bloggers).

Truth be told, when I started blogging only recently, I had a concrete plan on what I would be writing about and who I would be communicating with.  Plans are good, but I’ve quickly learnt that blogging is somewhat of a painter’s canvas – the picture changes as the artist continues painting.  My blog, Teatart, is exactly that:  my own ever-developing artwork.

Since I started Teatart, I’ve had the honour of interacting with so many motivating bloggers.  Whereas I felt alone as a former cheater, a divorcee, an insecure thirty-something woman and a sex-starved wife, I now feel part of a larger community of caring writers, poets and photographers who aim to make a difference, no matter how small, to other people’s lives.  Thank you, thank you, thank you!

The following bloggers, in no specific order, are my nominees for “The Addictive Blog Award”:

  1. Recovering Wayward Spouse’s “And you may ask yourself … well … how did I get here?”
  2. Chris Martin Writes
  3. Find fabulous
  4. Rgonaut’s “I whatever”
  5. The drunken cyclist
  6. A dog with Fleas
  7. Deep Fried Yankee
  8. Project: Expansion
  9. Daddy Drinks
  10. Matt on Not-WordPress
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