Hi! My name is Holly and I’m the owner/author of Holly’sWorld (https://photogarphybyhcmorris77.com/) where I share photos, photo tips and life within reason. Life can be hard, I try to see the bright side and go with the flow. Thanks for taking a look!!
This blog is expanding really fast, new followers are coming on board every single day and I’m thrilled! Our little community is not that little anymore!
Since new bloggers who join us have questions about guest posts and don’t feel like digging through the blog to find all of the previous posts here are the three ways you can guest post on Luna. I will probably repeat this post after every 200-400 new followers just to keep everyone up to speed.
So our beloved POETRY BAR – here you send your poetry works to email@example.com together with a few words about yourself and a link to your blog and an Instagram account if you have one since The Poetry Bar does and we post your works there also. Check it out here: https://www.instagram.com/the.poetrybar/
Our second child of guest posts is THE POSITIVITY PRESS – here you send your positive stories, share positive vibes, send pictures, tell us about your new job or hobby and send them to firstname.lastname@example.org. It was designed to bring joy to us on a daily basis and keep us positive and grateful for all the little experiences that happen to us. You just need to send your positive vibes to the e-mail address and attach a blog link if you’d like
Our toddler is #savingme project – here you can share your stories about any type of abuse you’ve experienced. The email is email@example.com. The project was made to let abuse victims know they are not alone. If you don’t want to share your whole story, you can share how you got out, some advice to people going through this hell currently. It’s a safe place and your story can be published completely anonymously. Also, you can see that I post about my own experience with domestic abuse and not only my story but my thoughts, mechanisms that helped me overcome it etc.
Our new born baby is Post Prose where authors can publish their prose works, short stories, parts from books they’re writing etc. so that we can all indulge in some nice, quality reading. Send your works to firstname.lastname@example.org
That’s pretty much it. Now, new bloggers and old bloggers let’s see what you’ll send my way. Love you all!
Sending love and positive vibes,
Let me tell you a little story that happened this week to me. It was Thursday. I worked my morning shift and after work I went to grab some food and a beer with my friend from work. We spent a few hours together, talking, everything was great. I went on a tram and after a few stops I felt dizzy. It wasn’t pain. It was like I couldn’t actually feel my body. I just felt weak at the knees. I started walking slowly to the exit even thought I wasn’t near my friend’s apartment. I just had to get the fuck out of there because I couldn’t breathe. My body was just going numb and my face, legs and arms were tingling.
When I got off at a station, I saw a bit of space on the bench and I sat down. There was like 4 older women to my right and one to my left. I was just getting worse. I have problems with my thyroid and I knew it was one of those damn attacks I have because of it. I was clearly, obviously struggling to even breathe and no one asked me if I was okay. There was a bunch of people around me and no one noticed or even cared that there was someone sitting beside them suffocating.
I had to take off my jacket but since I was running out of air and my hands were numb I just couldn’t. The one that was sitting next to me turned her head and saw me struggling to take my jacket off. She asked me if I was feeling alright and helped me take my jacket of. No one but her even noticed me.
She was older and didn’t really know how to use a phone but she asked me if I want her to help me get someone to pick me up or even get an ambulance to take me to the hospital. My friend wasn’t answering me. I knew that within 10 minutes everything would stop but I felt like I was going to die.
The woman just sat there with me until I felt better. That’s all. This little act of kindness where she just sat next to me helped me get through my health problem. This is all it takes. Not a grand gesture, just this little act of kindness which made it easier for me to get through. I can’t even describe how grateful I was this woman was there and I think we can all learn something from her example.
Hi! My name is Holly and I’m the author of Holly’s World. Despite anything negative, I (usually) try to have a good outlook on life! Sometimes it’s hard, but I always find my way back! You can find my posts and pages here: photographybyhcmorris77.com
Bio: Ena Whiteraven is an aspiring writer and poet whose passion was ignited with the help of her mentor and best friend, Alura Cein. Her poetry can be read at her author site, The Whiteraven Net .She’s also a guest writer at Spiritually Awkward Magazine under the name “Ena Henry” and runs an exciting personal blog called Superlative Deviation . She is currently in search of publishers and fellow writers who share her vision.
Such rawness in the void
All Reside within me
Symbolization attained amidst faded dreams