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Unique

“You are unique, but you are part of a collective.” The message was clear.

Individuality was gone, uniformity was key. But within her uniformity, she knew she was individual. This wasn’t 1984, for Pete’s sake…

She had to keep hold of her individuality. She had to maintain the essence of ‘her’. She didn’t want to stand out, didn’t want to be obvious, didn’t want to run the risk of being separate, ostracised.

So how to keep a collective mentality while retaining an individual perspective? How to be part of the whole while remaining true to herself?

You are unique, but you are part of a collective.

Mellifont Abbey

The gate swung open unbidden. The creaking of the hinges shattered the calm of the trees surrounding him, bringing him sharply to his senses.

Beyond the gate he could make out a building. The windows were shuttered, but he had a feeling that the house wasn’t empty, merely sleeping, waiting for the moment when someone would arrive to wake it from its reverie.

The lawns were tended, and he wanted to take a step forward, to get a better look at the garden, but immediately felt as if he would be trespassing, unwanted, into grounds that had been perfectly manicured by a gardener who had every intention of keeping them that way, no matter what happened.

To walk forward or to turn and run? Intruders were definitely not welcome here, and, without any shadow of a doubt, he would be intruding. But he also felt that it was too late. With the opening of that gate, the barrier had been broken and he was left with only one choice.

He felt himself take a step towards the Abbey…


Perseverance

Despite what you might feel right now, it is possible to keep going.

You can weather the storm and come out the other side battered, but still standing.

Your experiences now will lead you to being a stronger person in the future.


Another Brick In The Wall

There didn’t appear to be any way through, which worried Ellie.

She had been though this way countless times in her head, and each time it had been clear; an overgrown pathway, cutting through the houses between the allotment and the garage block.

But now she was faced with this wall. It was new, there was no question about it; five metres high, she could see no way over it. Pausing, catching her breath, it ran only a little way to either side, but the brambles and undergrowth barred the way.

She crouched, closed her eyes and drew a mental picture of her way out of this… mess.