Home {by Laura Fraser}

Dearest All!

Firstly, may I wish you all the most magical and precious Winter Solstice. Today is a precious day. May it cause all our hearts to open courageously. 

Secondly... I am so grateful that you subscribe to this blog. Your support means so much to me! THANK YOU! 

And so, here's my latest story, if you like it, please do share with friends and family.

Here's to a joyful Christmas for everyone. And may 2016 be our bravest most kindest year yet.

Laura xxx

Home

I once lived in an apartment, on Ladbroke Grove in London.

There were 3 rooms, 4 if you counted the small loo by the front door, the seat of which was permanently broken. It was cosy. It was warm; it was a good home. I slept some of my deepest sleeps there, meditated with friends there, danced alone in the sitting room there and set up a company that lasted a year there.

It was also the place that Monday Meditations were born, which meant that every Sunday, I’d send out an email to anyone I knew, who either already meditated, had definitely mentioned an interest in it, or was perhaps, potentially thinking about it saying tomorrow: my door’s open, please come. Lets meditate.

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A love letter {by Laura Fraser}

There's nothing like thinking you're the only one, only to have this wonderful thought quickly rebuffed.

"You drive me mad." I say to boyfriend.
"You drive me madder." He replies.

Oh.

But the thing is, as far as life and the people in it are teaching me, when we struggle with something in another, we're really struggling with what it reminds us of what we've repressed in ourselves.  

In other words, the part in me that is being driven mad by boyfriend, could just be a messenger wanting to tell me something, but my ego is a bit worried an’ all, so instead of welcoming it in and making it a cup of tea saying, well then: tell me ALL. It’s sort of hissing at it:

Go awaaaayyyyy.

Now. 
Skiaddle.
Go…I'm fine, just as I am. Don't need no changing!

And then it does this sort of mad merry dance:

I am what I am! It declares. And I’ll stay as I stay! Feeling very pleased with itself that it’s sent away whatever it felt threatened by.

The only thing about that, is that it’s a very lonely place to be…

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