In need of an listening ear?

As a young girl, I took much pleasure in browsing through all kinds of magazines: the photographs of fingernails painted in red even helped me to stop biting my nails. As a teenager (also later on,) I loved to read the columns of women who gave advice about any topic you can think of. Mostly women wrote to the author of such column – usually with a header like ‘Dear Mona’ – and asked questions about their relationship (or the lack of having one), about health issues, household tips and even now and then political issues were addressed.

When you asked me around the age of seven, what I wanted to be as an adult, I answered ‘a psychologist for children’. Children of my age, who needed a listening ear always seem to be attracted to me and even adults told me their problems, which years later I understood weren’t topics for a young girl to talk and worry about. As the eldest of children in a merged family I was often the listening ear for my (step) brothers and sister. Nowadays it still regularly occurs, talking to another person, even strangers: within five minutes people tell me their life-stories, or the recent issues they deal with.

During my life, I often needed a listening ear myself: my mother divorced twice, re-married for a third time and I had to deal with trying to get along with stepbrothers and -sister, moving from one place to another more than once, transferring schools, making new friends.
I divorced once myself, re-married and due to work, relocated even to another country. Finding my biological grandparents, dealing with losing them too soon. Unfortunately, I am no stranger to psychological and emotional abuse and even today, I sometimes are influenced by my past. Feeling lonely among all those lovely souls here on earth and constantly having to be aware of not getting depressed…

I did not become a psychologist for children. Instead, I studied Social Pedagogy in my twenties and guided children between two and seventeen for three years. In my thirties, I became an animal therapist and up to today, occasionally, I advise people with their dogs. In 2015 I followed an online study about Nutrition at a Dutch University and during the same year I attended an online workshop regarding the relationship between food and emotional health. Since I always have been interested in why people do what they do, I recently refreshed my knowledge and diploma in psychology.

I shared this all about me, with you dear reader, because I would like to fulfill one of my dreams.

Those columns I described at the beginning of this article, helped me through a lot of ordeals and on and off, I had (and still have) my personal ‘Mona’ to turn to. Blogging has been kind of a saver for me too: connecting with other beautiful souls lights up my heart every single chat.

Talking to a stranger is sometimes easier, sometimes you just need a listening ear.

So, as of today, you can connect with me: anonymously or using your real name.  Write to me via mimosa.pudica.connect @ and I will answer your questions, just chat with you, give you advice (only if you want me too!) and be the listening ear, we all need sometimes.

I strongly believe in this…

…Stars glow bright,
spreading dust at night,
hope and faith start to grow,
therefore I feel, I know,
when souls do connect,
love can, no…will reflect,
the beauty inside us all,
and just one step, even small,
to reach out to each other,
will help our globe recover.

Looking forward to connect,

Patty ~ Mimosa Pudica
February 19, 2017

– I am a Dutch (The Netherlands) thinking soul, who lives in Germany and therefore my English will not be perfect.
– Should you chose to connect with me anonymously, I will never break your trust and reveal your real name.
– Since I live in Germany, I won’t always be able to respond immediately (time-difference), please keep that in mind.
– Should you connect with me in need of advice, I will honestly inform you, if I cannot help you and do my best to help you find alternatives.

Angry with myself

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Again. This year I will turn 45, no guarantees of course, however I believe I will become 99, and just the other day I told myself, again, I should know better by now. Really. I do still tell myself that occasionally, with full understanding I’ll will never be through learning. The realization of still doing that ridiculous habit, made me angry with myself, again.

Getting better at going with the flow, so when our oldest dog has a bad day, I know I have to walk three shorter strolls instead of two longer hikes and adjust the rest of my plans for that day. However, my youngest dog (turning two years old in March) has a problem with calming down and I have to put her on the leash next to me, to protect herself against herself, to make sure she rest enough. It got me thinking, maybe I need a leash too. Really. Really?

Angry with myself again. Do I really need a leash, literally or metaphorically, to calm down every now and then? Do I really need to read articles, scientifically based or experience-based, that I need at least eight hours sleep at night to be more energetic and healthier?

And what the f*uck is going on,  with that ongoing deluding myself?!? Because a few of my ancestors became over eighty years old, without having the knowledge we have access to these days, that doesn’t mean it will change the fact that smoking is bad for my physical health. Jeeeeeez….No, it isn’t better for your mental health either, you Mimosa PudicaQuit fooling yourself, by telling yourself it is your only bad habit. It is NOT your ONLY bad habit and it IS a bad habit.


Angry. Again. With myself.

Listen. Really listen. I caught myself giving unasked advice more frequently again. My hair in my neck starts to vibrate every single time someone does that to me, so HELLO, stop doing that yourself. That realization got me also thinking again, about the wisdom already out there: in books, at internet, within the souls of older wise humans, hence even to be found in nature around us. I do not need to tell people, what they already know or can find for themselves. The only thing I can do, is acknowledge that all the wisdom shared before my existence is true. Only if I find, experience, solid arguments to contradict that wisdom, then I have a responsibility to speak up.

Words. We use it to communicate, but since when did they become more important then DO ?
With words I can comfort, delude, convince, hurt, acknowledge and so much more. Myself. Others.
I could talk for hours, to myself, to others. How does that make any difference, if I do not DO? Not follow up my own advice? If I don’t listen, really listen.

Don’t be so/to hard on yourself. Visualize steam coming out my ears, every time I hear that sentence. If I want to become a better person, a wiser person, I need to be a b*tch to myself.


And you know what? Writing this post, made me realize, I turned my anger into something positive. Right?

So, I am going to beat myself up a bit more for a little while 😉


I closed the comment section, since being a Mimosa Pudica, (and gaining a bit more wisdom over the years, I know it is useless) I don’t stay angry long.
With this post and connection with a few dear readers, I feel a lot better again.
I am who I am and kicking myself under my own but, every now and then, well…it works for me 😉
So, mission accomplished.
Thanks for reading!  XxX

Enjoy life and follow new paths

Accepting the challenge of Sarah reminded me of the paths I follow. Always curious, eager to learn more, at the same time cherishing the life, the Dreampack, I have created for myself. With the guidance of dear ones, their love and support, I started to feel more confident about, well, about me as a unique creature.

Still juggling to find the answers to: “what is a good balance between modern society (with all its modern knowledge, techniques, possibilities) and the natural needs of myself as a unique human being, as a woman, as a wife, as a devoted friend of dogs, an animal therapist?”

I’ve learned enjoying your life and what you have achieved so far is so important. Be content with the small wonders life has to offer. For example watching how seeds germinate into vegetables. Read more

My decision to ‘go English’ not only brought me new friends, but also new paths to follow. Being invited to join the Strix, working together with lovely souls, is an beautiful adventure so far.
This week I received an invitation to join another group of writers at My Trending Stories. I aim to post my first contribution later today, curious as to where this path will lead me.

Life, however, isn’t just about me. It’s also about taking care of the world, of nature in it’s entirety. After all, we are all part of nature and we have to coexist. Little steps towards acknowledgement; each one of us is unique, matters.
In spirit of that thought, last May I received an award and I still need to nominate other bloggers. Unfortunately I can’t read and follow all the pieces of art, but I came across the following writers who deserve, in my modest opinion, the same award: Bloggers Recognition Award

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Although I should nominate 7 more beautiful souls…it was already hard enough to select these three. There are so many pieces of art to find in this blogging-world. So forgive me for not following the rules, again.

Acknowledge each other, listen to another, coexist.
Enjoy life, dare to follow new paths.