Therapy for the soul..

Last night was good therapy! I travelled into the big smoke with my fabulous friend to watch the incredible Re-Imagine London, perform their rendition of Rumours by Fleetwood Mac.  I love that album. I sang my heart out and enjoyed every bloody second of it.

The venue was perfect. – intimate, dark, beer sticky floor. A proper gig venue. I’d forgotten just how much I miss live music and how good it is for the soul! 

I dug out my 70’s dress, although to be honest it’s more ‘Saturday night Fever’ disco style, than blues but hey, at least I tried.  I even debated on adding a turban but it was just too hot! 

We drank gin, celebrating her winning the Miss Vintage Life – August competition  🎉 Laughed, and danced as much as room would allow – it was packed! 

This is one of the many reasons why I love the vintage life. I’ve met some wonderful people. 

We all have something in us that lights up our soul. Whatever  it is:  exercise, horse riding in the country, singing with a band or choir, photographing moments in time, or losing yourself in books. (a few examples of my friends). Find something that you love to do. Try different things. You’ll find it eventually, and when you do, you’ll feel at home and happy and your soul will light up. And even if it’s just for a short time, you’ll find a bit of respite from your demons 🌺


Treading water

Combining a bit of vintage and mental health with this one.😂 

Can you relate to this? Not necessarily on a literal level (although I am terrified of the sea because of that film – but that’s another story), but do you ever feel like you’ve moved on from something and then it comes back and bites you on the backside bringing you crashing back down again? 

Sometimes I think that should be the tag line for my life. That or ‘History repeating itself’. I don’t know if it’s part of being an empath or just a culmination of events and bad choices in my lifetime. But I’m on a journey to discover why these things happened in the first place and why I find it so hard to break free from the past and just move forward. Sometimes it feels like I’m treading water, waiting for the shark to bite, but what I’m really doing is attracting it. Cutting my finger so it will smell my blood and attack because that’s what I’ve come to expect. 

My ‘sharks’ are people. ‘Friends’ who at various stages in my life, dropped me in pretty malicious ways without any  warning. 

Not all of them of course! I have, and have had, some wonderful friends. And, I’ve dealt with those from the past and they no longer upset me, but I haven’t as yet, been able to stop that repetition. And currently find myself dealing with another similar situation. All that has made me cautious with friendships  and that over time has led to paranoia, anxiety and depression.

 I’ve had some great sessions recently with a lovely lady – The Reiki Therapist. She’s teaching me how to cut those ‘chords’ and self heal. To recognise the patterns and stop them repeating. It’s just a long road to recovery when you’ve spent 30 + years with your demons, but I have definitely cleared those from my past. Now it’s about dealing with what is in front of me and not allowing it to happen again. 

I think this quote sums it up perfectly for me…

 If you get a chance please give her a follow on 🌺

A vintage blogger virgin

So… this is my first ever blog! That’s me. Literally a mid century woman (I’m 46) and a lover of  (nearly) all things vintage. I’m a bit of a chameleon in that respect. Can never settle on one era. My home is 60’s/70’s and my wardrobe ranges from 30’s inspired through to 70’s. I’m almost certainly an eBay addict and more recently, I’m getting out and about to more vintage festivals and events and spending way too much money (but I think that’s par for the course when you love the vintage world). So I’m always broke (well, you can’t take it with you). 

That’s the vintage bit and I’ll share all of that too, but I’m also an holistic therapist, empath, and a major over thinker. So there will be mental health blogs as I try and decipher my way through my mental illness (namely depression & anxiety) and share my journey with anyone who’s interested or feels the same. 

I have an Instagram page : midcenturyhomegirl  and that’s where the idea for starting a blog came from. My IG family have been really supportive of my posts and it made me realise just how comforting and crucial a good network of ‘virtual’ friends can be when you’re too anxious to leave the house or talk on the phone. 

Anyway, I’ll sign off for now (god I sound like a complete idiot) bear with me. I’ll get the hang of it… 🌺