Category: Writing
-
No Doze…
I’m crawling out from a mental hole after a disappointing and life-draining time of NOs; worldly stabs suggesting I am not worthy, not enough, not valued. Not true, my brain tells my heart. So, I’ll emerge from the doze and move on toward that which I feel called to do, even reengage with the world.…
-
Moving Through Space…
I love cozying in my writing closet or reading chair with coffee and classical tunes. I also love moving through space. When I was maybe seven, I discovered the thrill of put-putting around the neighborhood in my brother’s go-cart, the ground so close, the bushes and trees fleeting by. From that day, I couldn’t wait…
-
Why the Y?…
Friends ask me why I go to the Y even though it costs more than the oh-so-close-to-my-house national gym chain. Or why buy books through bookshop.org, instead of saving money by clicking around the big box Bezos behemoth? For the same reason I support arts organizations even though it means less coins in my wallet.…
-
Snow Days…
It snowed last week in Houston so much that lingering snow remained on our deck for a full five days. I don’t recall snow on the ground during the Deep Freeze of 2021 when the power grid failed and the temperature of the interior of our home dropped to the mid-forties. Perhaps all my energy…
-
Respect…
Regardless of your feelings about Jimmy Carter as president, who passed away December 29 at the age of 100, respect is due for his life-long humanitarianism. His public stance against segregation in 1972 brought him to the forefront of national politics, leading him to become the POTUS in 1976. His popularity plummeted while in office.…
-
Holding Grief…
A spot in my heart is holding grief for all affected by the horrific California fires. I’m not there with them or among them, but I can pray that they receive help when and where needed, gather courage to face a ravaged view of the future, hold hope for renewal and rest in comfort from…
-
Siren Song…
“Listening to the siren song of more, we are deaf to the still small voice waiting in our soul to whisper, ‘You’re enough.’” Julia Cameron in The Artist’s Way; A Spiritual Path to Higher Creativity. I’m not surprised at the serendipity of reading those words on December 31. Cameron’s path is all about synchronicity. We are reeling…
-
A Bouquet…
I recently shared a moment with a stranger in an unorganized and overstuffed sales rack. She held up a dress and asked if it was too wild. What? No! The classic style and muted tones of a floral theme were asking to be worn. I said wearing it would be like wrapping herself in a…
-
Color!
I recently hung out with two adorable girls who are the age of coloring with abandon. We engaged in a doodling craft time with precut bookmarks and crayons, then gathered brown grocery bags when the paper supplies ran out. If you haven’t colored lately, I recommend it. But there can be no rules – set…
-
Claim It!…
My writing community is a wealth of intelligent, funny, well-read souls who travel alongside my insecure and doubtful self. We hold virtual hands; we cry and laugh and woohoo. Each and every one of us suffers doubts. Positive feedback is buried under rejections, large and small, no matter where we are in the process. I…
Patty Mayeux Blog 