Category Archives: Free-writing
Still Processing
I used the word “death” the other day. Out loud, in general conversation. It was the first time I didn’t avoid it. Even writing it now, I feel the familiar lump forming. I wonder if that feeling will … Continue reading
Maddening: Yeah it is
Maddening – when I must write. How I can have a million words in my mind, none worthy to say. An internal dialogue that I can never shut down with no one clear story to tell. Notebook in hand with a … Continue reading
collective disease
Writing this after binging on the news – all the anger and hate. And all the reactions that come from the same place. And this political undertow trying to catch hold of our ankles in these fear filled waters in … Continue reading
Differences and Revolutions
The last prompts for LYL’s Start a Blog challenge were what difference do you wish to make in the world and what revolution will you lead. It was sent over a week ago and I don’t know that I … Continue reading
Showing my work:
Breathe deep. Autumn’s air. Same as always. Smokey and thick with a crisp finish. Same familiar autumn air I would draw in as a young girl. I remember her wild way with this season as I smell fall’s cologne. That … Continue reading
Showing My Work: Marvelous night for a moondance
The mind is always going. Always moving. It moves to the past to visit memories. Moves into the future to visit dreams. Good, bad, whatever they may be, they distract the mind from the present. What are you doing right … Continue reading
Soul Searching: Your stairway lies in the whispering wind . . .
The second inquiry of the book asks: how do I find that “still, small voice”? Have I heard God in the stillness of my soul? Have I been quiet enough to heed the message? That small voice is the sacred … Continue reading
Showing My Work: Winter is coming . . .
Find my thoughts focused on the shift in the weather. A step more solidly toward winter. (In meditation) I saw a blizzard. All white; all quiet. Felt the cold without and drew on the warmth within. Slow. Need to slow … Continue reading
Showing My Work . . . Seeking Silence
Faith and practice. Faith always stayed strong but the practice . . . When I attended Quaker Meeting regularly, it was so easy to slip into the silence. To pause the outside world and let the inner world unfold and … Continue reading