In the last couple years, I have learned that life works in mysterious ways. One day I would like to write about this, about what has happened for me to get to where I am now and where I am going to go. This is just the beginning but it’ s unfolding in spectacular ways and in a way that feels like life is 'flowing,' and as if I am being taken on a journey.
Introductions
This is where it all starts. Meet some interesting characters in Rosie’s life and learn how Rosie Goes came to be. Expect to find themes in the way of change, narcissism, parental alienation, independence, divorce, narrative and self-reflection. Click on Title to read blog.
When you don’t have a voice
This week my heart goes out to a father. A good father and a good man. This week my heart goes out to all the parents who have been alienated from their children and who are standing on the edge wondering how they can possibly go on without the human beings they love most.
Walking the road of ‘acceptance.’
How acceptance' and being aligned with our 'true self' is critical to getting 'unstuck.'
The Dance
I'm learning that 'starting,' does not simply involve pressing the 'green button' and moving forward. Instead it's a dance, one that I am still learning.
Stuck in a story
For three nights, I listened to her life story over and over again. I learned how love comforted her and I learned what she feared most. Every night, she lived through each chapter of her life, clinging to the fading memories as if it was all she had left.
Dear Narcissist. Thank you.
Today I am thanking the Narcissists. I did not want to give them too much attention in the previous post, in which I shared with you some of the journey I have been on these last couple years. In that post, I spoke of the lessons I have learned and the gratitude I have felt … Continue reading Dear Narcissist. Thank you.
How 2020 and 2021 are the years I ‘surrendered to’ for there to be change.
2021 was the year that I found myself walking down a district road to my parents, 43 years old and with a plastic Shoprite packet full of laundry… with nothing. But I was happy.
Rosie’s Chronicles: Alice is not where she says she is.
She had to be on her way, she had to get back home before her husband did. Not to cook dinner, or to help her children with their homework but simply to be there for him, and only him.
Gladys, the new Zimbabwean housekeeper’s first encounter with the ladies.
Gladys greeted the group of women and placed the pot of tea in the centre of the table, continuing to smile her well-practiced smile. She’d learned many years ago how to pull the corners of her mouth up into a beaming smile, deluding all in her presence of the ugliness she’d experienced and witnessed.
Tea with the ladies
It was breaking news. Their Ardmore tea cups tinkled as their excitement mounted and they all nodded in agreement when Nora said in her most authoritative voice, “Ladies, I believe she has gone mad.”
Rosie Goes 
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