Dear Love, What would you have me know today, for having Isabelle alone? Just love her, shower her with attention and love - no need to hold back so she doesn’t “get spoiled.” No, that’s how YOUR generation was raised. Bless your heart, you tried so hard, so hard to do “good,” to be good,
Wednesday, March 13, 2024 Holden Beach Dear Love, What would you have me know? Sweet Girl, I see you whirling and your mind never stopping. It is the beautiful mind I gifted you with at your birth, not a random thing. You are, like every single one of my children, special in your own
Breathe, My Child. Inhale deeply my LOVE for YOU! Let it permeate every cell of your gorgeous human body. Yes, gorgeous. All human bodies are phenomenal. When the intricacies of how it all works together to keep you alive in body, mind and soul become evident, you will want to take better care of this
Last weekend, during a women’s “Wintry Mix” art retreat, we studied the element fire. We drew four slips of paper from a paper bag as it was passed around. Mine read: bonfire campfire passion comfort I wrote
What fun to totally let your mind roll first thing in the morning to a random prompt! Prompt: 10 min. “Joining the Conversation” Joining the conversation is always a bit tricky. You leave to go to the bathroom, weaving your way among the tables, eyes searching for the ladies’ room sign, having chosen a spot
Prompt: 5 minutes "Stand Alone" Stand Alone Stand alone. On your own two feet. See what you can do without any others to stop you, to help you, to harm you, to interfere, to suggest other ways. What does your heart say? What is your heart saying to you? Stand alone. You already do stand
Time: 10 minutes Today's Prompt: " Boundaries burst" Boundaries Burst Boundaries burst every time. What the hell, you might say? I thought I’d learned that lesson and then you realize you’ve done it again — compromised your integrity, your soul, giving in to the pressures to be liked. Boundaries
July 4, 2015 Prompt: 10 minutes: “Silence” Silence Silence. There really is no such thing. For always there is the breath, the beating heart, the faint sounds of birds chirping or an air conditioner turning on or off, or the boiler crackling with its cozy warmth. Silence. We fill our days with noisy life,
Great piece here about separating the writing from the subject matter. The reason I love writing memoir, actually, is the process of rising above the events, situations, even feelings, and employing the craft of writing to try to effectively "universalize" the message and touch the lives of others in a positive way. I keep my
Right before Christmas, I spontaneously answered an appeal from an organization I’ve been a part of since 1991. They’ve changed their name in an effort to reposition the invisible malady we share. The idea was to spread the word about ME/CFS (Myalgic Encephalomyelitis/Chronic Fatigue Syndrome) by asking ten people to donate twelve dollars each to
