Category: Journey
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Open Your Eyes…
Writers are observers. We watch. We pay attention. We make stories from the seen world. We notice colors, patterns and unexpected beauty. We pause, take in the surprise and think about what it means in our world. We tuck it into an emotion-packed memory to draw upon in times of drought, crisis or solitude. We…
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Shut Your Ears…
Naysayers love to chop down those who ride waves of creative passion. Don’t listen to their words meant to sink the boat you alone can float. Instead, find or create a community of like-minded, passionate encouragers. Shut your ears to those who try to absorb you into their reality which is fraught with sinking vessels.…
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Confidence 2.0…
I’m doing a fair job of learning about all things writing and publishing. It’s messy. A lot of dross ends up in the trash bin. Many words sit in forgotten files. If I don’t love all parts of the process, I must choose another endeavor to fill my days. I embrace every rejection, faithful that…
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One Domino
I’ve just returned from a glorious writers’ retreat in Carmel-by-the-Sea. The days were infused with author talks, book launches, writing time, sharing time and celebrations big and small. I was surrounded with fellow travelers along the same writing path, many of them miles ahead of me. How did I get so lucky? Was I crashing…
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We Do Because We Must…
What drives you through each day until your head hits the pillow, at peace and ready for rest? What passion bounces you out of bed, eager to face a brand-new day of more, more? I can’t imagine doing anything other than writing for the bulk of my allotted hours. A few of those are spent…
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Who Do You Love?…
Do you love your neighbor? All of them? Even the cranky ones who let their dogs leave deposits in your yard? How much do you love the panhandler who holds a cardboard sign day after day? What about the person you like the least? These questions give me pause. I’m fascinated by people watching and…
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The Good Tired…
Is there such a thing? Life is all about balance and rhythm; ebb and flow, energetic and fallow times. There is beauty in honoring the swing with corresponding action or rest, physically and mentally. My calendar has been packed full all year. Saturdays and Sundays continue to be Boom Boom days, coming on the heels…
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The Bad Tired…
How are you? If you consistently answer with Tired, I’msorry. It happens to all of us. We get rundown, but when my feet start to drag and my brain creeps to the clouds, I ask why my energy stores are depleted. Sometimes I just need to lean in to fallow times necessary for the rhythm of rest and…
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Quote of the Week…
“Take care of the minutes, for the hours will take care of themselves.” Lord Chesterfield, 1694-1773
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My Days are Numbered…
Say I live to be one hundred. 36,525 days, counting leap years. Pittance! Especially considering the (mumble mumble) years behind me. No regretting wasted days and wasted nights. Joy resides in the diversions along the path toward a lifelong dream. Those “offroad” experiences deepen the value of my days and expand my perception of the…
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