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Who is Donna Ashworth?

Donna Ashworth hails from Bonny Scotland, a 46 year old mum of two young boys and two dogs who loves to write. If you are

Tu me manques…‘you are missing from me’

The french don’t say, ‘I miss you’, they say… Tu me manques…‘You are missing from me’. You are. Missing. I feel your absence as though

Hilda, poem, self love, poem body confidence, poem ageing, poem for body acceptance

There’s A Woman In My Mirror

There’s a woman in my mirrorAnd she looks a lot like me,Though there’s lines around her eyes,And her hair is wild and free.She is plumper

History will remember when teh world stopped

History Will Remember When The World Stopped

History will remember when the world stopped, by Donna Ashworth

Don’t Miss Me More Than Once A Day

Don’t miss me more than once a day, For life is moving fast. Don’t wish all of your time away, Dreaming of the past. Don’t

BY 40, OUR MIDDLE FINGER IS AT HALF-MAST…

By 50, it’s full on UP.By 60, both of those fingers are hoisted in a V…and not a single care is given any more.I mean,

TO THE WOMAN WHO IS SLOWLY FADING AWAY…

To the woman who has lost her spark. To the woman whose get up and go, has well and truly gone. This is for you.

When You Have Lost Someone You Love

When you have lost someone you love… Do not make the mistake of living in sadness, or living small to honour their absence. You owe

10 THINGS TIME HAS TAUGHT ME

10 THINGS TIME HAS TAUGHT ME 1. Most of our life is spent chasing false goals and worshipping false ideals. The day you realise that

WHEN WOMEN SUPPORT WOMEN…

INCREDIBLE THINGS HAPPEN It’s a crazy rollercoaster of a ride, this life. For us all. But for us women it’s made even harder by the

WHAT WILL YOU DO WITH YOUR DASH?

What Will You Do With Your Dash? You see, you can make all the money you desire, buy all the things you ever dreamed

REMEMBER HER?

REMEMBER HER? Somewhere inside of you, there’s a little firecracker with her arms folded and a frown on her face. She isn’t happy about

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GIRL ON SWING ARTWORK BY PAULA BELLE FLORES

WHATEVER MAKES YOU GLAD TO BE ALIVE,

do that,whenever you can.Whatever gives your soul that lift and elevates you to a level of harmony, peace and contentment, chase it and grab it tight.Stop seeing your life as a chore to be dealt with everyday and start searching for gaps to put in blissful moments of joy.Nobody said life had to be this

WOMEN WHO LIKE THEMSELVES

WOMEN WHO LIKE THEMSELVES,give out a totally different light. It’s like pure unfiltered sunshine mixed with that headygolden-hour glow you only seem to find on holiday.As the sun takes its leave of the day and makes wayfor the promise of night. That light,which makes everything and everyone appear so much more beautiful, as the air

DON’T MISS YOUR OWN PARTY

You know that feeling, when you have daily cleaned, cooked and prepared for a big family get-together or party?You bustle around doing everything and making sure everyone has a wonderful time and when you finally do get the chance to sit down and relax with your guests, it’s home time… Don’t let that be the

ILLUSTRATION OF LADIES WITH FLOWER CROWNS

SUMMER BODIES ARE CANCELLED

Maybe this year we could take away the ‘summer body’ pressure,no questions asked.Maybe this year we could just embrace summer, rolls and all, and be absolutely deserving of the joy that sunshine brings after a winter of discontent.Maybe we could all admit, that having gone through the hardest collective year, we can’t possibly be reemerging

ACCEPT NO SHADE

Not everyone will like you.Not everyone will agree with the things you say, or do.Not everyone will understand why you are who you are,which trials and tribulations made you stronger, weaker, braver.Not everyone will care enough to look beneath,peek behind,Or read between. That’s ok. Some people will. Some people will find you so fascinating that

LOVING YOURSELF IS A BIG ASK

LOVING YOURSELFis a big ask. To some it may as well be a mountain covered in treacherous ice.A journey too far, so overwhelming,that finding the start point can often seem impossible. Begin by showing yourself some slack every now and again,move into a healthy mutual respectand then maybe gravitate to treating yourself as you would

Teenager starting into distance/ poem about teenagers by Donna ashworth

WHEN YOU LOOK BACK

WHEN YOU LOOK BACK When you look back, may you never see the blaze of a life in ashes because you let your fear become your fortress, your flaws become your cage and your imperfect wondrous soul to be imprisoned in a tower of self-doubt. When you look back, may you never regret the

Cover image of the right words by donna ashowrth

MY NEW BOOK ‘THE RIGHT WORDS’

Dear Readers, My wonderful, wise, word-loving women… My third book, ‘The Right Words (when you need them most)’ is here.She is ready, she is available and she lovingly awaits your company.I finally have my eager little hands on my copy and I am pleased to say, she’s a beauty! This book is 165 pages, 76

SOMEWHERE ALONG THE WAY

Somewhere along the way, the world split you in two.And you keep one half tucked away from eyes that may judge.The other half is presented every day like a mannequin, a puppet, a pawn.Going through the motions.And somewhere along the way you decided that this half of you was the one the world wanted.Maybe because

Painting by Julia Watkins of woman swathed in light

THE PERFECT PEOPLE

When I see the perfect people,perfect is no longer what I see…I see pressure,I see stress,I see strict regimes and unforgiving schedules.I see fear of failure.I see hunger.I see missed fun, empty plates and lives too full with punishing conformity.Most of all I see a very sad inner child who never imagined a life of

PAINTING OF MOTHER AND DAUGHTER BY RAINBOW

IN TWENTY YEARS TIME…

In twenty years time…People will not ask the children of 2020 if they caught up with their studies.They will not ask them what grades they made, despite the year off school.They will ask them with wonder ‘what was it like?’They will ask them ‘how did you cope?’‘How did you feel?’‘What do you remember of those

Who is Donna Ashworth?

Donna Ashworth hails from Bonny Scotland, a 46 year old mum of two young boys and two dogs who loves to write. If you are looking for Donna’s words you can find them on her social media page, Ladies Pass It On, or you can grab her books from amazon. Click to buy: HISTORY WILL

Goodnight Captain Tom

He wasn’t just a Captain, or a soldier or a man,He was a shining beacon sent to show us that we ‘can’.Our wartime covid hero, even though he lost his fight,He brought so much to others, in darkness he was light. Sir Tom, you kept us going when we felt that we could not,You brought

Rest In Peace Captain Tom

Rest In Peace Captain Tom You showed us, in the darkest of times, how one act of determination can unite an entire nation.You showed us, that it is never too late to leave your mark on this planet.You made us believe that anything was possible and that our spirit was unbreakable, even though it felt

Dear February,

Dear February, I was a different person when we last saw each other.A person who thought I knew it all, who thought I had things all sewn up.It’s been a rollercoaster since then and my world, THE world, has literally turned upside down.Last year, I was wishing you would fly past, as I always do,

I’m A Big Fan Of Women…

I’m a big fan of women who snort when they laugh.Women who overshare awkward truths when the conversation stalls.I’m a big believer in singing loudly in the car whenever possibleand I love pulling alongside a fellow diva doing the same.I’m a big fan of women who love women,who spot toilet paper on the shoes and

Put Your Lifejacket On First

PUT YOUR LIFEJACKET ON FIRST… When you feel like you can’t go on.And the worries are weighing you down so heavily, you fear you may stop breathing.Take a moment,To check…That those worries are actually yours to bear.You are an empath my friend, and you are currently carrying the weight of the world on your shoulders.You

Woman holding hands with spirit illustrator

I’m In The Rain

I’m in the rainI’m in the painI’m in the blood within your veinsI’m in the airMy favourite chairI’m in the soulful way you careI’m in the nightI’m in your sightI’m in your heart and holding tightI’m in the skiesThe children’s eyesI’m in your sobs and in your sighsI’m in your lifeThe cause of strifeAnd that

Let The Kids Fidget

Let the kids fidget,Let them day dream,Let them eat their favourite cereal in their bed.Let the kids mess around,Let them cry and vent.Let them get their too big emotions out of their little bodies, even if it looks like naughtiness.Let the little ones laugh,Let them chat to their friends online sometimes, when they should be

One Tiny Step

ONE TINY STEP When things get tough, really tough.And you don’t have the will, the answers or the energy to fight any more.There is only one way to go,Forward.One tiny, tiny step, at a time.If you can’t see the way forward, look, quite simply, for the very next step.Take that.You’re moving.One tiny step at a

Beautiful older woman/ loss don’t last the journey image

Don’t Prioritise Your Looks

Don’t prioritise your looks my friend,they won’t last the journey.Your sense of humour though, will only get better.Your intuition will grow and expand like a majestic cloak of wisdom.Your ability to choose your battles, will be fine-tuned to perfection.Your capacity for stillness, for living in the moment, will blossom.And your desire to live each and

Tell The Teenagers

Tell the teenagersThat this will not go on forever, that very very soon, their life will begin again and it will begin in glorious technicolour. Tell the teenagersThat they are not being left behind, that all the other young people are waiting too, this stress is collective. Tell the teenagersThat night is darkest before dawn,

Life After Lockdown

I think it’s time to tell the story of the journey we’ve been on,Now that life is slowly starting up again.Perhaps it’s time to take a look at how we’ve fared along the way,How we’ve learned to cope when nothing is the same. We are hesitant to rush out and embrace the life we knew,We

If I Ever Have To Leave

If I ever have to leave you love,Please know I didn’t choose it.You were my every waking thought,My world, I wouldn’t lose it. If I ever have to leave you love,Don’t think I didn’t fight it.If I had any choice at all,We would never be divided. If I ever have to leave you love,I truly

I Know It’s Hard…

I know it’s hard,to let people see the real you.Like showing your whole hand of cards at the start of a game,you won’t win.But life isn’t a card game. And this world needs your authentic self. There are too many copies out there, keeping things inside.Going through the motions.And at least one of those people

3 girls splashing in the sea, body confidence

There Was A Photo Of A Woman

There was a photo of a woman on the internet,She was smiling as she splashed amidst the sea.I read the comments underneath and this is what they said,“Her body is just way too big for me”. There was a photo of a woman on the internet,She was laughing and dancing, life seemed good.I read the

Tu me manques…‘you are missing from me’

The french don’t say, ‘I miss you’, they say… Tu me manques…‘You are missing from me’. You are. Missing. I feel your absence as though it were avital part of my body that’s gone.A part of my body that I need very muchbut for some reason, I continue to live on. You are a vital

Dear Friend, Save Your Best For Someone Else

Dear Friend, I don’t need you at your best when you come to my home.I don’t care what you’re wearing or what car you drove.I don’t care if there is food on your shirt or if your hair has not been brushed.None of that matters to me.I care about you. I care about what’s in

What If The Kids Have Had A Masterclass In Life?

Hear me out…What if the children have actually learned more this year?Not about fractions or physics – but about life.What if, this year, the children have had an education in what life actually is.What if, the baking and the ‘hanging round watching’ and the ‘coming up with ideas to fight the boredom’, has created a

If You Have Ever Lost Someone To Suicide…

If you have ever lost someone to suicide, you will know what it’s like to feel guilt…Guilt that you didn’t see more.Guilt that you didn’t do more.Guilt that you couldn’t find the glue to stick their shattered pieces back together.Overwhelming, cloying guilt, that suffocates you in the deep of the night and drowns your body

You Were Just In Too Much Pain

You were just in too much pain to keep on living.And I’m sorry that I didn’t see that now.I think your soul was just too bruised to keep on giving.And you had to take the pain away somehow. If I’d called you just once more, could I have saved you?Would my need to have you

Shine On…

We are living in abnormal times.Times of great change.Times of great loss.Times of chaos, unrest and struggle.I think we will look back on this year as a turning point for humanity.And we are caught right up amongst it, living, breathing, feeling every thing.Watching the story unfold, waiting with anxious hearts, for the next chapter.Trying to

And So The Earth Wept

And so the earth wept,Again.For she has wept so many times before.But this time, she wept further.Her people were in crisis and her lands,were dying.You see, someone decided long ago,that the planet,Was not to be shared with equality.Or love.As was the intent.And the people separated into categories based on difference,that were never supposed to be

And I Am Glad Again, That I Feel Pain…

Sometimes I wish I didn’t have to feel everythingSo deeplyLike the weight of the world is mine to bear. Sometimes I wish I was one of those who breezeSo freelyThrough the chaos and the crisis and the suffering. Sometimes I wish I didn’t come apart so easilySo spectacularlyBut the pain is often just too much

What If We’re Not Just Tired…

What if we’re not just tired.What if it’s our souls that are exhausted?The kind of tired that sleep won’t remedy, that fresh air or good food won’t help.You see, when the world is in crisis (and it is), your soul becomes weary with the weight of collective grief.With the magnitude of problems which need to

Where Were You In The year 2020?

2020, the year the world stopped…2020, the year the people stayed home.2020, the year the earth took back its control, for a short while.2020, the year the world realised we really are all in this together and the term, ‘its a small world’ became extremely and frighteningly true.2020, the year collective consciousness grew out of

YOU WERE BORN WITHOUT A WORRY

You were born not caring much,For the curves along your thighs.And it took you several yearsTo care a thing about your size. When you die, I’m kinda thinking.That your thoughts won’t stray to that.You won’t waste your final breath,To utter words of being too fat. Yet the years spent in-between,From your birth till you depart.When

Pascal Campion, an excuse to do nothing, poem Donna ashworth

You Will Look Back On This

You will look back on this my friend,And you won’t remember the boredom,Or the loneliness.You will remember the sunshine,And the way the stars looked brighter with every passing night. You will look back on this my friend,And you won’t recall the money worries,Or the isolation.You will remember the laughter shared with friends on a screen.The

There’s A Woman In My Mirror

There’s a woman in my mirrorAnd she looks a lot like me,Though there’s lines around her eyes,And her hair is wild and free.She is plumper than myself,And she is definitely grey.Did I miss the day this happenedHas she always been this way? And this woman in the mirrorHas an air of something calm,Like a tide

Come Back With Kindness

Come back with kindness, come back with grace.Come back with less hurry,Less rush,Less haste. Come back with kindness, come back more wise.Come back with more thought,For your seas,For your sky. Come back with kindness, come back with light.Come back feeling more,Keep the true things,In sight. Come back my children, but tread with more care.Have love

You’re Going To Be So Different After This….

You may not even know how changed you already are.You’re metamorphosing.We all are. You’ve come from a place of safety, of convenience, of privilege…You didn’t even know that, until now. You’re starting to realise, that everything you took for granted is a blessing. Your life was so sweet. We were all so very blessed.Blessed as

Dear Friend…

Dear Friend, When this comes to an end (and it will). You and I are on a mission… A mission to start ticking those things off our bucket lists. No more excuses, no more procrastination, Life is SHORT. We know this now right? No more worrying about fitting in, or standing out. No more ‘when

The Last Time

I think I held your hand,The last time.I know I had to hurry away,I should have been content to stay.That thought haunts me daily,The last time. I should have said so many things,The last time.I should have reminisced some more,Brought wondrous memories to your door.That would have been so perfect,The last time. I hope you

Because This All Ends…

We say ‘this too shall pass’,And it does.The trouble is,Everything passes.Live fiercely my friend,Because this all ends. We say ‘this too shall pass’,And it does.So never believe,This is your story,It’s a chapter my friendNothing more. We say ‘this too shall pass’,And it does.So face the wind,With courage and hope.Every storm eventually,Runs out of rain. We

Somebody, somewhere is thinking of you,

Somebody, somewhere is thinking of you,Did you know that?Somebody somewhere is replaying your voice,Heeding your words, to help make a choice.Somebody, somewhere is thinking of you,Did you know that? Somebody somewhere is saying your name?Did you know that?Somebody, somewhere is talking of you,Praising your heart and the things that you do.Somebody, somewhere is saying your

May…

May your days be filled with laughter.May your chores complete themselves.May your mind have time to wander.To a sandy beach of shells. May your morning stretch be graceful.May your lunch be full of taste.May your inspiration find you.May no moment go to waste. May your lonely days be lacking.May your friendships linger strong.May your thoughts

The Greys, the Dimples, the Rolls, the Wrinkles,

The greys, the dimples, the rolls, the wrinkles,Don’t strip you of your grace.The lines, the weight, the clothes that pinch,Don’t steal light from your face. If you could see what I can see,Your world would open wide.The way your smile lights up the sky,The soul you have inside. The greys, the dimples, the rolls, the

When You’re Standing At The Foot of a Mountain

Don’t look too far up.Don’t look back.Just keep looking ahead.Climb that mountain one tiny little chunk at a time, my friend.And when you want to take a break and rest, sit yourself down and look around at the view.Because here’s the thing…The best view is not just at the top.If you look, you will see

Have You Met Her Yet?

Whilst the world has been turning upside down and everything we know is now unknown, have you met her yet? That girl inside of you who has been hidden for so long? Has she made it to the surface, through the cracks which appeared in the shake-up? If she has, did you let her in?She

Look how far you have come, Donna ashworth, ladies pass it on

Look How Far You’ve Come

If you’re struggling to find the will to carry on right now, stop with me for a moment and let’s look at how at how far you have come…You have adapted.You have given up pretty much everything you considered normal and constructed a whole new way of being. You have done some of this, if

10 Things We Need To Know For A ‘New Normal’

1. Our old normal was not okay, we were quite simply, living too fast and too furiously. Stress and limited time had become badges of honour. 2. The earth desperately needed a break from our incessant over-consumption, we should never ever allow that to happen again. 3. During lock-down it has become clear, that what

To My Child, In Lock-Down…

Little one, You have no idea how brave you are right now.You woke up one day and your whole world had changed.All your favourite things were suddenly out of reach – your little kingdom was upside down and inside out. You have taken it all in your stride my beauty.You have cried, you have felt

My Grandmother Once Gave Me A Tip….

My grandmother once gave me a tip:In difficult times, you move forward in small steps.Do what you have to do, but little by little.Don’t think about the future, or what may happen tomorrow.Wash the dishes.Remove the dust.Write a letter.Make a soup.You see?You are advancing step by step.Take a step and stop.Rest a little.Praise yourself.Take another

I Stay Away

I stay away because I want you there.I wave at your window because I care.I call on a screen to shield you from harm.I want you around when this is long gone. I drop off supplies and smile and waveI’d rather stand here than stare at your graveI miss what we had but I’d miss

Dear World, About That Boat…

Dear World, About that boat. It’s true, we’re not all in the same boat. But we’re all in the same storm. Sure a bigger boat with better equipment may make this a far easier ride but the thing is… Nobody’s boat has been tested like this before. We really don’t know if the more expensive,

Pascal campion, Donna ashworth, ladies pass it on, isolation poem

I Sent You A Hug, I Hope You Felt It…

Poem by Donna Ashworth Image By Pascal Campion

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