The Phoenix Dream/Mark O’Prey – Rest in Joy

Life Lesson: Life is short – you never know when your number will be up – live your life so  people remember you with laughter and tears. Dreams live in the imagination but need action and luck to make them a reality. Sometimes, people, circumstances, timing can trip you up and send you flying into the corner. The trick is to keep getting up and keep reforming the dream in a new direction with different expectations. when an old dream dies, find a new one in ashes – find your Phoenix Dream.

The Dream, I dreamed, is dead. A new reality has arisen from the ashes. That’s where I am right now – emerging from hell on the wings of a new reality.

Last Friday, I was writing this piece when news of the police helicopter crashing through the roof of the Clutha bar, in Glasgow, came up as breaking news. I horrified that could happen in my city but honored to be Scottish as I read about people rushing into the smoky black pub to rescue the fallen, not knowing if the fuel tank would explode and take the whole building down and everyone else with it.

Over the weekend, it emerged that one of those trapped, yesterday confirmed dead, was Mark O’Prey – one of my brother’s best friends, whom my mother had taught as a child. He was one of the good guys – how come it’s never the evil bastards that get it when badness strikes? – reading his Facebook page with all the heart-felt messages from his friends made me cry; seeing stories of all his escapades made me laugh. His was a life well-lived; he was so loved and adored and respected by all who knew him. My mum told me today that the funeral is Monday at our old High School’s Church – St. Bride’s. It will be standing room only.

Dancing the night away

This Sunday, I will be doing the Honolulu Marathon, my first, and only – I dedicate it to Mark O’Prey – a man, who knew how to live and love, who brought joy and laughter and a great time to anyone around him…This is a picture of him dancing, and his comment on FB about it…”Get me drunk enough and put on SLF and I turn into Tigger!! Seismic activity registered in central Glasgow last night!! That was on 4th October 2013

Mark – I’ll have my first cocktail after the race for you, big man….

I was inspired to do a marathon while watching the carnage in Boston unfold, I decided I wanted to make a personal statement to the cowards who set off the bombs – ‘Your diabolical plan to incite fear has back-fired – you did not scare me – you inspired me to do something that I’d never wanted to do before – complete a marathon.’

I had the vision of running a marathon, building an entertaining website and inspiring people to be brave and follow their hearts, to create a following who enjoyed my writing, thus make it easier to get an agent/publisher for my book, to raise a million dollars for charity!  As the days passed, I sucked two of my dearest friends into my madness, decided to run one in my Celtic Hoops, and signed up for the Honolulu Marathon – happening this Sunday – to check on my progress you can go to the day of the race, put in my name or bib number 14561 and you can see where I am/how I did.

In the meantime, one of the friends has fallen out with me/is not even going, and the other, who lives in London, announced last week that her new boyfriend is coming along – so much for a best pal get-together in foreign climes. So, I’ve been training alone, not enjoying it – now, I’m annoyed at the terrorists for inspiring me to make a stand. If you’ve seen the last blog, you know I’ve not been a very relaxed, zen person going into this final week. I am now walking it, there will be no first time marathon records broken. I have 3 subscribers for the website. I have raised no dollars for charity.

So, the only elements of the original vision that are true are – I’m going to do a marathon in my Hoops and I’m proud of my website, even if not that many people have seen it; I created it from scratch and it’s all mine.

I don’t know how long the marathon will take me, but I aim to finish it; I shall do my best on Sunday in honor of all the people who were injured/who died in Glasgow and Boston.

Question: If you died today – what would people say/remember about you? What dream of yours has escaped you? How can you get it back? What actions do you need to take? What expectations need to be lowered? What faith do you need to find? Where will you find it?

Don’t give up! Keep moving through the dark and the light will find you…hopefully not the big light too soon…Good luck….stay strong…be the version of yourself that is most truly you!



I am Scottish by design - citizen of the world by choice...I am a storyteller, who loves to entertain, enlighten and inspire....I believe that sometimes the only mode of transportation is a leap of faith.... I know we are all striving to be the best version of ourselves, that sometimes it's difficult to even get out of bed in the morning, but you have to keep moving, keep trusting, keeping believing.... Walk on with hope, joy, and love in your heart and you'll never walk alone....