Monthly Archives: February 2019

SwirlingFire: Vesuvius

Reading Time: 4 minutes I feel myself slipping back into old patterns.   It’s very difficult to understand if you’ve improved yourself when so much time is spent alone.  Devoid of meaningful personal contact and care of friends/lovers it’s very subjective isn’t it ? For example – I much preferred living in sweet sweet denial when I thought all men behaved a certain… Read More »

Assignment Failure

Reading Time: 2 minutes I looked at this week’s prompt for #WickedWednesday of “fear” and thought it would be a good topic. After 4 or 5 abortive attempts I find that I can’t write on it. I’ve failed in the original intent, but I think the abrupt change in direction leaves what’s left as more valid than what I first had on… Read More »

One Year On

Reading Time: 2 minutes This is a rather unexpected millmilestone – this blog is one year old. When first committing metaphorical pen to paper it’s easy to believe that you must craft a masterpiece every time.  That way lies madness and one soon learns that you’d never publish anything under that regime. There are three things that really stand out from one… Read More »

SwirlingFire: Good Girl

Reading Time: 5 minutes   “…… **The dreaded drop that messes with your head.  Fortunately, that level of drop doesn’t happen to me often.  But I have also felt the massive high that only a satisfied sub who feels useful can feel.  The feeling that I’ve satisfied and pleased someone….. “ My Submission – taken and stirred. Until a few years ago I never… Read More »

SwirlingFire: Overshare

Reading Time: 5 minutes   Some of us share so much about our private lives without the full knowledge of where and by whom this information is being collated.  For what purpose ?  Who will be able to find us and learn our true identities with a few keystrokes / computer keyboard wizardry ? We make choices based upon individual circumstances and… Read More »

SwirlingFire: Twitter Changed My Life …

Reading Time: 6 minutes   I’ve actually explored this topic before.  My launch as SwirlingFire was literally a baptism by fire. I’d not learnt to use my voice.  I’d become a passive mute when it mattered.  When I started to speak it was a lava flow of frustration, hurt, anger, sadness, self realisation, unknown grief and too many memories of trauma returning… Read More »