There’s a saying in Ireland: Ní saoirse gan saoirse na mban. It means ‘there is no freedom without the freedom of women’. Unless you live under a rock, or you’ve been on your holliers in outer Mongolia (do they have good broadband? I’ve no idea), you’ll likely have been aware of the abortion referendum in Ireland. I myself wrote a brief piece about it recently.
Early this week I was walking into a building to do a regular teaching job. I never got to the job. Instead I began a painful and scary week.
The 8th amendment. Jesus, you can’t go anywhere but someone is talking about it at the moment. It’s a topical issue. It’s an emotive issue. It’s a divisive issue.
Well hello there! How are you? How have you been? I feel like I should apologise for (yes, again, I know) dropping off the face of the earth there for a while. And I am sorry. I’ve missed having the chats and processing my thoughts and brain dumping on you. I have. But let me fill you in. Continue reading “Taking Time and Coming Back: A non-apology.”
So, as may be clear from my last few posts, I’ve been having a bit of a rough go of things. But if you know me at all, you’ll know I’m not one to wallow. And that I’m a sucker for a good cause. Continue reading “Strictly For Jack – Self Care in Disco Time!”
Hello there! My utmost apologies for the radio silence. All will be explained (sort of) below. Today’s post is a *serious post*. I apologise in advance if that’s not up your street, but mental health sometimes requires me to put my ‘serious Sarah’ hat on. Regular progamming will resume shortly. Cheers in advance for hanging on with me! Continue reading “Why I Vanished for a Bit, or The Tale of How Real Life Swallowed me Whole”
Lads, I know the internet is FLOODED with Mental Health Day and Mental Health Week stuff. And the mantra ‘its ok to be not okay and it’s ok to ask for help’ has fused with public consciousness over the past while. And that’s all amazing. But I wanted to take a different tack with ye tonight. Continue reading “My Mental Health Everyday”
I’ve been off the reservation for a while. Part of that reason is I’ve been working away on a side project, and I’m delighted to share the story of that project with you as I head into the next exciting phase of things! So get a cuppa, and get comfortable. I would like to tell you a story. A story about a tweet, a bag, and changing a child’s life. Continue reading “Introducing Mála Chara”
I’ve been a volunteer with the ISPCC for just over six and a half years. I work on the Childline online services for one shift per week, answering texts and live webchats from people under 18 on a variety of issues. I am hugely passionate about the work the ISPCC does and also help out with fundraising/advocacy where I can. This is a post about a particular piece of work I’ve been doing with them every summer for the past three years.
I’ve stood in the scorching sun (yeah, in Ireland, would you believe!?). I’ve stood in the wind that promised rain but didn’t deliver and occasionally I’ve stood in actual rain over the past few summers. I’ll tell ya, we get less of a rainy summer than we think we do! Continue reading “All-Weather Poncho-Selling: A Uniquely Irish Experience”
Yeah, yeah, it’s not a Sunday. But you know what? That’s ok. I think if I put that much pressure on myself to get this up and out every Sunday, then it would probably defeat the purpose. So, as long as I spent the Sunday actually self-caring, happy out. Continue reading “Self-Care Sunday – The Organisation Attempt”