Home Actress Emilia Clarke HD Instagram Photos and Wallpapers May 2020 Emilia Clarke Instagram - Mid-“my batter looks like its thrown up on itself, how about yours?!” Chat... THIS is how I throw a cook-along party, (in Covid time that IS a thing I swear) full of mess and big arm gestures in lieu of actual cooking knowledge. Ted @gommie_poem and I were joined in my messy kitchen by 12 beautiful souls as we all made and ate...pancakes! 🥳 (a soufflé seemed a bridge too far) Quote of the meal “mine look like chicken fillets” (to be fair I found a recipe that didn’t need flour so things got a little... DENSE. 😋) This roaring good time we all had was a thank you for the incredible donations these wonders made towards @sameyouorg Covid Relief fund. We have created an online clinic for brain injury recovery which is growing into something truly magic. LIKE OUR PANCAKES! #newcookingshowanyone? #illbrushuponmywhiskingskills #👩‍🍳 #❤️ #👌

Emilia Clarke Instagram – Mid-“my batter looks like its thrown up on itself, how about yours?!” Chat… THIS is how I throw a cook-along party, (in Covid time that IS a thing I swear) full of mess and big arm gestures in lieu of actual cooking knowledge. Ted @gommie_poem and I were joined in my messy kitchen by 12 beautiful souls as we all made and ate…pancakes! 🥳 (a soufflé seemed a bridge too far) Quote of the meal “mine look like chicken fillets” (to be fair I found a recipe that didn’t need flour so things got a little… DENSE. 😋) This roaring good time we all had was a thank you for the incredible donations these wonders made towards @sameyouorg Covid Relief fund. We have created an online clinic for brain injury recovery which is growing into something truly magic. LIKE OUR PANCAKES! #newcookingshowanyone? #illbrushuponmywhiskingskills #👩‍🍳 #❤️ #👌

Emilia Clarke Instagram - Mid-“my batter looks like its thrown up on itself, how about yours?!” Chat... THIS is how I throw a cook-along party, (in Covid time that IS a thing I swear) full of mess and big arm gestures in lieu of actual cooking knowledge. Ted @gommie_poem and I were joined in my messy kitchen by 12 beautiful souls as we all made and ate...pancakes! 🥳 (a soufflé seemed a bridge too far) Quote of the meal “mine look like chicken fillets” (to be fair I found a recipe that didn’t need flour so things got a little... DENSE. 😋) This roaring good time we all had was a thank you for the incredible donations these wonders made towards @sameyouorg Covid Relief fund. We have created an online clinic for brain injury recovery which is growing into something truly magic. LIKE OUR PANCAKES! #newcookingshowanyone? #illbrushuponmywhiskingskills #👩‍🍳 #❤️ #👌

Emilia Clarke Instagram – Mid-“my batter looks like its thrown up on itself, how about yours?!” Chat… THIS is how I throw a cook-along party, (in Covid time that IS a thing I swear) full of mess and big arm gestures in lieu of actual cooking knowledge.
Ted @gommie_poem and I were joined in my messy kitchen by 12 beautiful souls as we all made and ate…pancakes! 🥳 (a soufflé seemed a bridge too far)
Quote of the meal “mine look like chicken fillets” (to be fair I found a recipe that didn’t need flour so things got a little… DENSE. 😋) This roaring good time we all had was a thank you for the incredible donations these wonders made towards @sameyouorg Covid Relief fund. We have created an online clinic for brain injury recovery which is growing into something truly magic.
LIKE OUR PANCAKES!
#newcookingshowanyone?
#illbrushuponmywhiskingskills #👩‍🍳 #❤️ #👌 | Posted on 07/May/2020 13:15:57

Emilia Clarke Instagram – The heaven sent Helena Bonham Carter has gifted us a glorious rendition of ‘Wild Geese’ by Mary Oliver. Her charity is the Camden Psychotherapy Unit (CPU) a brilliant organisation that helps those who can’t afford therapy the ability to heal. 
In @thepoetrypharmacy this poem falls under Self Recrimination. Here’s the prescription as it reads in the book:

There’s something about nature in poetry that always seems to speak to people. The natural world brings with it an extraordinary sense of vigour and renewal one which, in turn, provides the perfect springboard for rethinking our own problems and difficulties. There’s no worry so great that it can’t be made small by the sweep of wild geese across an endless sky. The scale of such images helps us to escape from the constrained- and often urban- emotional patterns in which we can so easily become stuck. They prompt us to say to ourselves: ‘I can. I can overcome.’ In its seventeen lines, Mary Oliver’s ‘Wild Geese’ communicates a wonderful and quietly radical idea: that we might treat the soft animals of our bodies with kindness. Allow yourself to love what you love- not only whom, you’ll notice, but what. Feeling needn’t always be help in check by rationality, especially when so many of our desires and compulsions relate to the animal in us. Rather than fight it, we should celebrate and nurture our animal self: so much stupider than us in some ways, and let, in other ways, so much wiser. 
The attempt to civilise ourselves is often our greatest source of pain. Imagine a life in which we did not have to repent an undignified desire, or a so-called ;sinful’, ‘bestial’ or ’savage’ thought. Oliver tells us that there is no need for the self-flagellation that seems part and parcel of being a person, of being good. There is a small, wide-eyed animal within each of us that doesn’t understand why we keep kicking it. All we need to do to overcome is to treat ourselves like a loyal pet: with love, forgiveness and understanding.
Thank you thank you Helena!! ❤️🙏🏻❤️🙏🏻❤️🙏🏻❤️🙏🏻❤️🙏🏻❤️ https://donate.justgiving.com/donation-amount?uri=aHR0cHM6Ly9kb25hdGUtYXBpLmp1c3RnaXZpbmcuY29tL2FwaS9kb25hdGlvbnMvOWQ0ZTYzYTk2OGY1NDQ5ZjlmO
Emilia Clarke Instagram – Episode two!! All hail The magical talented kind man that is @idriselba. He is reading The Point by Kate Tempest. (A BEAUTY of a poem) His Charity shout out is for Food Banks – google your nearest one if you’re able to help them in anyway! 
Here is the prescription as it appears in @thepoetrypharmacy book:
Condition: Fear of Loss 
Sometimes, even in the midst of great happiness or beauty a shadow can fall over us. We can be caught up in enjoyment, living in the moment, and then all of a sudden we take a step back. This can’t last, we remember. The laughter will end; the children will grow up; the sun will set. In that realisation, each joy can come to feel like a threat: just one more thing that we will one day loose. 
And yet, of course, to hoard our joys like a dragon on a pile of treasure will do us no good at all. The more we scrabble to keep a hold on those things we love, the less we allow ourselves to spend time loving them. Misers may hold onto their gold, but they never have the chance to spend it. 
In this wonderful poem, Kate Tempest demonstrates something remarkably like the Buddhist idea that peace comes from ’non-attachment’. This attitude can seem counter-intuitive, but it is really only a matter of not allowing your bonds to own you- by not allowing yourself to want to own them. 
Anguish, the Buddhists say, is the result of taking transitory things- the world, people, possessions- and forming attachments to them built not on an acceptance of their impermanence, but on a fear of their loss. This can soon lead to a wish never to form any kind of bond at all, lest it one day be broken. But if we allow ourselves no attachments, where will we find joy? 
Instead, like Tempest, we must treasure beauty and happiness without allowing their loss to sting us- or make us afraid of taking pleasure in life to begin with. Because for everything that is lost, every sun that sets, there will come a new joy, a new beauty, a new sunrise. Trust in tomorrow to bring out something new. Who knows: it may even be better than today. 
THANK YOU IDRIS!! 🙏🏻🙌❤️

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