My Two Blessings

Hey! Tomorrow is the first of April  which means it's a new quarter and time to revisit the goals I set for myself for Quarter one.  I persevered in writing almost every single day, some of which I posted. I pretty much failed with my current WIP-RT.  I did print it out and put it in a notebook, but other than that no progress.  Lent arrived and I concentrated on free writing.   I'm still reading " A Year of Writing Dangerously: 365 Days of Inspiration and Encouragement by Barbara Abercrombie.  I've been forging ahead, reading a few entries at a time, quotes and conversations inspiring me or full of synchronicity.  Such as "It's the imagination that gives us poetry...You have to follow where the poem leads. And it will surprise you.  It will say things you didn't expect to say. And you look at the poem and you realize; that is truly what I felt. That is truly what I saw." ~ Philip Levine.  I don't consider myself a poet and ther...

Nature’s Washing Machine  If you could stop the world for a moment, a day, or a lifetime,  would you’d sit on the shore and contemplate the view, the moment, the past, or the present? A word or sentence or phrase comes to mind, speaks to you, leads you,  raises a question, demands an answer, literally and figuratively.   You sit down on the beach and count the grains of sand.  Impossible… maybe.   Fragments shift across your palm, hot and parched, some moist and cold.  It flows through your fingers, grains adhere to the lines and  wrinkles of your palm. between your fingers, under your fingernails,  Sparkling, shiny bits of dust.  All shapes and sizes: rough or smooth, large or small, hard or soft.   Just like your thoughts.   Hard edges,  soft moments.   You can hold on or brush them away. Countless grains,  Particles o...

Courtesy Dimitri Otis  This poem was prompted by something hubby said the other day, when once again kiddo was analyzing past actions.  I'm a stay present, learn from the past and move on, optimistic, glass half full, type of gal. But both my guys love to analyze, reminisce, and discuss over and over again which I've learned not to let it drive me too crazy.  His analogy.  I ride the waves, balanced, living in the present, focused on the day.   If I look back, I'll lose my focus and fall off and the negativity makes me cranky because I can't do anything about it.  I don't look too far forward, because again loss of focus and because it annoys me to worry about something that has yet to happen. Present  You  ride the waves,  you don't look back, Nor tilt too far forward. Balance precarious,  you  stand,  arms reach,  knees flex,  toes grip the board.   An ever cresting wave...

Dusting off some Words by Jabbokdawn One of the words for the day in Pause for Lent is dust which prompted some interesting thoughts. Dust Our bodies. Earthly vessels. Neither a hindrance, Nor a necessity. Crumble and fade, as our souls soar  to heavenly heights. Do we return as dust?  A grain of sand,  quintillion atoms float and gather. All we see and do not see, everywhere surrounds us. In the air we breath. On the furniture, the floor, picture frames galore.  Particles of souls long gone.  Foundation for our feet. Nutrients for our bodies. Dust. Beginning to finish,   Start to the end.   Father, Son, and Holy Ghost Those we love and miss the most. Beloved dust.  I am you and you are me. We are dust and to dust we shall return.  I never thought I would appreciate dust and will never look it the same way again. Prayerful dusting shall be the rule from now on. 

Courtesy of Pastel-le Before the beginning of Lent, I decided my goal would be to write every day, limit my interactions with the web and technology, unless it had to do with business or writing.  I also decided to go on a news diet because all it entails is negative and frustrating and makes me mad.  Positiveness  and light will be on my plate for the foreseeable future.  Day light savings clicked in early, my body clock still set to change late February instead of March. I began waking around 6:30 or so. Instead of going back to sleep, decided to take advantage of the quiet to write. I also began taking advantage of wake less hours, in order words insomnia, and instead of lying there fretting, getting up to read and/or write until I was tired enough to go back to sleep.   During breakfast I am sipping on Michael Card's  Luke, Gospel  of Amazement  which is a great way to set the tone for the day.  Two books I also picked up fo...

"Life is a balance on holding on and letting go" -- Rumi "With God all things are possible" -- Matthew 19:26 "Sometimes you have to let go of the picture of what you thought life would be like and learn to find joy in the story you are actually living."  Rachel Marie Martin - Brave Art of Motherhood. "Let go and let God"  - Daily word  "Pray to catch the bus, then run as fast as you can."  Julia Cameron  "As you move toward a dream, the dream moves toward you."  Julia Cameron "Leap and the net will appear."  Julia Cameron  "Creativity requires faith. Faith requires we relinquish control."   Julia Cameron "The key to becoming a writer is a paradox: you must believe that your writing, your story, is important, vital, and a sacred task. At the same time you must be able to write even when writing feels like a job that you are not very good at." Barbara Abercrombie - 

A bookworm leads a thousand lives  I totally forgot to do a wrap up for January so combining with February.   I've done really well with my buying ban and reading from my shelves, considering that our shop is only five minutes away from Barnes and Noble.  The temptation to go buy a latte and spend my lunch time in the bookstore has been great, but I've been good so far.   I did buy one book but that was because the grocery store check out line was hecka long  so I went to look at the books and ended up getting Karen Robard's Fifth Doctrine.    It's all their fault *grin*  Stats wise, I read more female authors (16) versus male authors (5) and managed to clear a few dusty books from my shelves.  I read 11 physical books versus 14 e books so my ratio of e books is still way too high.   Audiobooks Cat O Nine Tales - Faith Hunter (Jane Yellowrock) Junkyard Cats - Faith Hunter (futuristic) Dragons and other fantast...

Hullo Whovians. With the twelfth season of New Who behind us, it's time to take a look at the season as a whole including the season finale, the story arc of the Timeless Child and a bit more. So let's get started. After Series 11 finished in December 2018 and the Dalek episode "Resolution" aired on New Year's Day in 2019, it would be a long time before we heard from The Doctor in  January 2020 with the two part episode Spyfall,  a James Bond parody. The two-parter saw the return of The Doctor's rival Time Lord The Master while the 13th Doctor and her companions Graham, Ryan and Yaz work to solve a mystery involving strange beings made of energy, working with The Master and a madman who wants humanity destroyed. By the end of the episode, the rest of the season was set up with the Timeless Child being mentioned again, having not been mentioned since the episode "Ghost Monument". Also, The Master destroyed Gallifrey and The Doctor's now ...

In the mornings I've been reading several snippets daily from A Year of Writing Dangerously instead of one a day, taking notes and mulling things over, and finding encouragement.  I may write a few sentences, a poem, whatever comes to mind in response. 127 One True Sentence:   "In a Moveable Feast Ernest Hemingway writes: 'I would stand and look out over the roofs of Paris and think. 'Do not worry. You have always written before and you will write now.  All you have to do is write one true sentence.  Write the truest sentence that you know.'  So finally I would write one true sentence and go from there.  It was easy then because there was always one true sentence that I knew or had seen or had heard someone way."  ******* One true sentence, nothing fancy, nothing prosaic.  Just write.  Easy.  Simple. One.  One word. One Sentence.  Then more. A paragraph until you've filled  the pa...