Hello there everyone who’s read, liked, subscribed, engaged in, ignored or jogged on from “Words from the Lighthouse”.

It is with mixed emotions that I’m writing to say that this is likely my last post on WordPress and I did not want to just slip off into the vast unknown without saying goodbye.

It’s been an interesting journey, albeit inconsistent, with writing on my blog. I hope that there has been some benefit for you along the way. I’m finding my attention drawn in many directions these days and have been working on, what has now become my main style of writing now, poetry. Much can be said with fewer words I think. I’ve written SOOOOOO much over the years and am starting to compile topics with the plan of getting something published…one day.

Being newly diagnosed as ADHD with many Autistic traits recently, (shock, horror, in my 60’s!), you may be able to understand my ping-pong brain and that completing things is more of a challenge for me than “neurotypicals”.

A wee update on my new forest life….

Life from town to country has been way different to how I imagined and I’m still settling into rural living – learning about septic tanks, chopping firewood, trapping rats and exterminating wasps nests. Quite a learning curve I tell you. But I love the forest and being more closely connected to nature and don’t think I could ever go back to suburbia. (Afterall, I AM nature and so are YOU). My nearest town, Geraldine, is 20 mins drive away. I could practically spit to the supermarket from my previous home in Christchurch! I’m involved in choir there and started a writing group. Necessity is the mother of invention, eh? So, roots are going down.

I am also retired now and WordPress is a luxury that I can no longer indulge in. I have loved sharing with the planet and have been over-joyed seeing readers from all over the world visit the site. It is VITALLY important to be able to share your voice and the blog has been a vehicle for that for me.

I will continue to write…I just cannot help it. Healing, insight, self-expression and so much more flow from the simple act of writing and even though I don’t do it as much as I’d like, I feel so satisfied when I do. I’m sure I’m not alone in this.

I will leave you with a parting poem, a recent penning, that arose unexpectedly whilst going about my daily life. To be honest, this is how most of my poetry comes.

I call myself, “The Accidental Poet”.

CUTLERY

Memories intrude

At unexpected times

Today it was the cutlery drawer

Remnants of past marriages

Need to get rid

But, but, but my mind says

They’re handy, a good size, I like them.

Still, there they are

Reminding me of him

What I once had

Of what’s now absent in my life

I’ve gotta get rid

Ouch, here comes another one……..

Him clanking through cupboards and drawers

Taking what he “needed’

Stripping the electric blanket

Off the marital bed.

I didn’t expect that

When I opened the cutlery drawer.

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Words by Karen Lighthouse.

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