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Thought for Sunday: The icy chill of the last few days has been cleansing. Clean breath that hurts as you breath in the ...
04/01/2026

Thought for Sunday: The icy chill of the last few days has been cleansing. Clean breath that hurts as you breath in the cold. Last night the road home was brilliantly lit by the glorious moonlight of the full wolf moon. Mesmerising, humbling, perfect.

The new year has started, already taking steps forward. Already providing joy, friendship, empowerment, challenges, misunderstandings, upsets and learnings. Time never stands still.

Each day is a new start, an opportunity to start again, forgive the past, learn from it and walk strongly into the future.

Lynds xx

“Follow the flawed, they will teach you how to be, just as you are and like it too” Donna Ashworth

30/12/2025

Day 29…

Slightly late, I’m on my own timeline for this inbetween week…🥰

New is coming for you. And it feels weird. And it feels scary. But there’s no rush. Nothing to fear. It’s all part of it. Let it flow. Be the ‘watcher’. Don’t try to control everything. It’s not your job. Just be ready when it’s time to walk through an open door. And let it settle. It always does.

Donna 🤩

29/12/2025

In Scotland, the period between Christmas and the first Monday of the year is known as the Daft Days, a phrase made popular by poet Robert Fergusson.

The Daft Days are a time for fun, relaxing, family and avoiding work if you can. So, rather than a story this morning, here are some extracts from Fergusson's poem "The Daft Days." He's somebody who should be better known since without his inspiration, we may never have had Robert Burns!

When merry Yule-day comes, I trou,
You’ll scantlins find a hungry mou;
Sma are our cares, our stamacks fou
O’ gusty gear,
And kickshaws, strangers to our view,
Sin fairn-year.

Ye browster wives, now busk ye braw,
And fling your sorrows far awa;
Then come and gie’s the tither blaw
Of reaming ale,
Mair precious than the well of Spa,
Our hearts to heal.

For nought can cheer the heart sae weel
As can a canty Highland reel;
It even vivifies the heel
To skip and dance:
Lifeless is he wha canna feel
Its influence.

Let mirth abound, let social cheer
Invest the dawning of the year;
Let blithesome innocence appear
To crown our joy;
Nor envy wi sarcastic sneer
Our bliss destroy.

Hope you're all having a fantastic time, eating and drinking yourselves daft!

Thought for Sunday: It’s been a rocky year for so many people. Challenges to be faced, lessons to be learned so that we ...
28/12/2025

Thought for Sunday: It’s been a rocky year for so many people. Challenges to be faced, lessons to be learned so that we don’t carry old ways of behaving into the New Year, Joy felt in beautiful moments, laughter shared, friends made, friends lost, friends who stayed and life paths that offer new directions.

We can go into the next year unchanged but if we embrace life , accept the changes life has given us, we can make a new plan to walk with the changes as a new part of us. Not separate, not to be fought but to be held, understood and worn as a new strong part of you. Your brokenness brought together with golden strands, stronger, wiser , determined, digging deep to your inner bitch to say “F*** this” and laugh as loud as you can at adversity, meet it all with humour, but take time to process the trauma and come out fighting .

Each year teaches us something new, don’t wish any year away, take each one for its own merits, give thanks and look forward to all the joy, the new lessons, new memories that the next year will bring

Live life with bells on

Lynds xx

“I think it’s time to be a friend to myself, to love myself”
“What happens if I lose you?” asked the boy, “ We are forever”, said the horse, “even if I’m not here”
Charlie Mackesy

Image borrowed from The Curios Crow 🐦‍⬛

25/12/2025

Love yourself and treat yourself like you are your own best friend.

25/12/2025

being human = everything at once.

25/12/2025

Day 25… here we are.

So be wherever you are as fully as you can be. There is magic waiting in the pause and the togetherness and it may be the making of memories you will recall for years to come.

Worry is for another day. But honour your sadness and pull an extra chair.

It’s all love. ❤️

Many merry moments to you x
Donna

24/12/2025

Day 24 of my advent…

Nothing worth keeping, is to be better kept, than by giving it away, my friends. It’s the giving away, that stays.

I have really enjoyed sharing this month with you in this way. Thank you for being with me.

If you like, you can join my journalling group on Facebook and carry on a daily check in next year. We have completed this year together and it’s been a salve for us all. It is not a paid for service, or anything like that. You simply need my journal to begin and we post every day to help each other out. It’s a private group and so the questions must be answered if you wish to be approved entry. ‘Journalling with Donna ashworth’.

❤️

23/12/2025

Day 23 of my advent and we are almost there…

But where are you? Rooting yourself in the present moment is the biggest gift you can give yourself and anyone else. You are the gift. This is the gift. Open it up, every minute.

Donna x

22/12/2025

Day 21 of my advent.

For those with bruises on the soft tissue of your heart please be reminded that it’s actually made of the strongest stuff known to mankind. Or any kind.

It will break a million times in this life, if you’re living it right. 💔❤️‍🩹

My love to you all x

22/12/2025

Day 22 of my advent.

This.

Has changed everything for me. I hope you let it into your soul vision too. It’s the way.

If you want more…appreciate more.
If you want to feel happier… be easier to please.
If you want joy in your life…let it in in all the simple ways.

D ###

I wrote this poem on 21/12/25, a new start as we enter a new year on the Winter Solstice A New Path A road lies before y...
21/12/2025

I wrote this poem on 21/12/25, a new start as we enter a new year on the Winter Solstice

A New Path

A road lies before you
Untrodden, fresh and new,
where it goes, who knows
But still it beckons you.
Fear holds you back,
But hope stirs your heart.
And in knowing, you feel a brand new start.
Hold strong to hope,
Chase fear away,
It’s time to fly and that’s today.

Lyndsey H Greer

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