Going Real

On Saturday, May 22nd 2010, I poured an almost full bottle of red wine down the sink and offered myself up to God, the universe, or whatever, with hope and hopefully determination, to give up alcohol.  The decision was reached after attending a birthday celebration the previous night. Having taken a couple of Paracetemol tablets and a lemon Strepsil to soothe a sore throat and threatening cold-sore, the evening passed in a very enjoyable way. I managed to consume four small (bar-size) bottles of white wine which probably amount to about six good glasses, not a huge amount of alcohol over a period of around 5 or six hours but the following morning, I was totally washed out, over-tired and desperately trying to ward off a full-blown flu virus. Slow brained, fed up with feeling under par, and aware that my vulnerability to every passing cold probably has something to do with age, but I’m not over the hill yet, and after the difficulty I had in getting there, I have no intention of going down the other side for a long time.

From now on, I will face the world alcohol free, fingers crossed. However, I acknowledge that I need help and support to keep me on track.  I hope it arrives, from God, the universe, or whatever.

About maskednative

There is a gazebo at the end of the garden. It overlooks the estuary. When the tide is in, sea water pools around seaweed covered rocks. The sound is peaceful, meditative. I drink an early morning coffee, listen to the birds singing morning songs, watch a spider spin his fragile life between timber beams above my head. Even in the harshest of winters, the rise and fall of tides, sun-light on water, movement of sky, cloud, moon and stars, allows an awareness of nature behind the mask of perceived reality. I offer my words and pictures in celebration and gratitude to God, for allowing me a glimpse behind the mask. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Bio: Teri Flynn was born in Wales of Welsh and Irish Parents. Educated in England, she moved to Co.Waterford, Ireland in 1997 where her Poetry has since appeared in “The Turning Tide” – an anthology of new writing from Co.Waterford. “Southward” The Journal of the Munster Literature Centre and “Imagine” The Tallow Writers Group quarterly review. Her poetry appears in “Sticky Orchard”, a group effort with Alan Garvey, Jim O’Donnell and Anthony O’Neill and grant assisted by Waterford County Council’s Arts Grant Scheme. “Listening To The Grass Grow” with Jim O’Donnell and Anthony O’Neill was published by Edward Power at Rectory press and most recently, in ‘Murmurings’, Remembering Anthony O’Neil, with Jim O’Donnell and Alan Garvey. Her poem Queen Of The Sea was included in the Chesapeake Exhibition at RUH, Bath, 2011. Figurehead Carver, Andy Peters. Photographic display of Ship’s Figurehead Carvings by Richard Sibley – http://www.tallshipsgallery.com A themed display of her oil paintings and poems entitled Cynefin, were on display in Waterford during The Imagine Festival in 2017. Cynefin-pronounced kuh-nev-in is a Welsh word meaning habitat or place. A place where a being feels it ought to live, where nature around you feels right and welcoming.
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4 Responses to Going Real

  1. Nick says:

    When will you put some of your art on the blog?

    I nearly poured a full bottle of red down the sink too but wine costs and arm and a vital organ here so I used some to cook chicken a la Nick and I’m working while drinking the rest.

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    • maskednative says:

      Tried to do just that this morning but obviously haven’t got my page set right yet, have enlisted Richard’s help and will get going properly soon.

      Re: Red wine, your intentions were admirable, but I appreciate you no wasting an expensive bottle of wine. I trust the chicken tasted much better with the addition of a little alcohol, and your appetite was much improved. Bon Appetit x

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    • Rich says:

      Good idea ! marinade food and not yourself…..

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