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Hello Lovelies I'm Tasha, thanks for stopping by. Welcome to my creative space where I'm going to attempt to leave a little trace of my imagination with the world. Grab a cup of tea and a maybe a cheeky biscuit and have a scroll through, I hope you can find something that you like :)
Thursday 16 February 2012
Family ?
Lately I've been wondering if past generations really do have a shaping or some sort hand to play in our futures. Now don't get me wrong I used to strongly believe that I was my own person that I was not shaped by my family at all but lately upon doing some research into my family tree I've begun to question that. Despite my strong objections to my family there is also a strong underlying wish to trace my roots and to see where I fit into it all.
What caused this drastic change is actually the University I attend. When you go To Maynooth the name Nicholas Callan is unavoidable,from Callan Hall to Callan building and he is even referred to as one of the most famous students to attend the college. I even have a history tutorial in Callan building on a Wednesday afternoon, his name seems to be everywhere I look. So imagine my surprise when I discovered that I am supposedly
related to him. So you might be wondering why I am looking so deeply into this and I guess I have no other way to justly explain it other than my choice of University.
From, the time I was thirteen I've told people that I would be going to University in Maynooth.But I honestly cannot say what drew me to place. I'd never seen it, I never knew anyone who went there and I certainly didn't know what I wanted to study there. In fact I don't think I'd even been in the village of Maynooth before I went to the University open day when I was seventeen. Obviously I'm not saying this anything to do with Nicholas Callan or fate or anything like that, especially since I didn't know I was related to him since a couple of weeks ago but what I am saying is that how strange is it that I ended up attending the same college that he lectured at. The connection is undeniable.
Anyway perhaps I am just looking deeply into it, but I just find all this so fascinating :)
Here's a picture of the fellow in question via google images (It kind of feels like being related to a celebrity when you have to google image him)
Wednesday 15 February 2012
Human Failings
I had a tutorial today and I was starkly reminded how cruel humans can actually be.I just wish that it was not in our nature to mock people or to openly make fun of others to their faces, there's truly no need for it.
Anyways without going into what happened it made me quite sad and stayed with me for the whole bus ride home which is about an hour and forty minutes give or take. I literally could not shake the feeling. But this just heightened my discomfort because here I was feeling horrible and feeling sad for the person who was picked on, but I just wondered did the people who actually did it,feel any remorse at all ? Probably not.
All I ask is that you be good to each other.
If you have nothing nice to say, say nothing at all.
and finally,
Treat others like you wish to be treated.
You only get one life
- Tasha :)
Saturday 14 January 2012
Old Flames
Have you ever done or said something that's transported you back in time to when you were a completely different person? That happened to me today. I was suddenly reminded of a time when I was madly in love with someone and it was so complicated because things did not go exactly how I wanted them to go. The hardest part of dealing with someone else's feelings is the slow realisation that they are not feeling for you what you feel for them. But that was all ok because he went to college and the distance helped me to get over him and I honestly did...get over him I mean. But when I bumped into him today I suddenly remembered how it felt to love so deeply. It was bittersweet but it was raw and honest and that is what I live for. Honest emotions that shape us, the old scars and old wounds that we patch up and try to continue as best as we can. This is what makes us strong, and strenght is something to be admired :)
Thursday 5 January 2012
Inspiration
This is an image I captured a couple of months ago whilst out walking (I never go anywhere without my camera). From the time I was a child I've been privilaged because every Sunday my Dad would whisk us away for a drive to the country where we would either hike or have a picnic. I've seen places that my friends don't even know exist !! Which is a shame because this country is truly stunning. Those who have never been to the Glendalough area of the Wicklow mountains, you know not what you miss !!
This image was taken as the last grips of day gave way to the night which I thought was magical !! As an insomniac I've long considered nighttime my friend its when I get all my reading and writing done while others sleep and there is something blissful and freeing about that kind of solitude.
I think this image captures that.
Look outside, inspiration is everywhere you look :)
Enjoy nature !!!
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