There were days in my writing life that I was not in the flow. Words just weren’t coming. I’d have the urge to clean something and I’d think about my life. If only I lived on the beach or in a cabin in the woods, if only the phone wouldn’t ring...
“What if….” a writing prompt. What if there was a pandemic in the world of stories and tales. She skipped into town like Red Riding Hood on her way to Grandma’s house. She was smiling, strange in those days of lock down. They watched her coming...
Happy New Year. I usually don’t mark the movement of one year to the next. Why? Because I have my own personal new year on my birth date in March. That is when I usually do my best self reflection. This year though, maybe because of the cold outside, or the wonderful...
Convolvulus, or bindweed, sometimes called wild morning glory is found in my backyard. When I first moved to my house, the retired, gardening couple who had the place before left me with immaculate English gardens and two huge vegetable gardens. I was reluctant to...
I am crocheting a vest. I like to crochet and I usually do projects for everyone else but this one, it’s for me. Probably for that reason, I don’t get much time to work on it. If I was doing it for you, I would be rushing, stressing and burning...
My friend, when I see you after a time of not being with you, I am started by how good you look. I notice your smile and the crinkle of your eyes at the corners. Every time I throw my arms around you and say, “You look so great!” My husband tells me it...
Wanda has a furry face, an inquisitive nature and is my best friend. She is also seventeen years old which is pretty high up there in dog years. She smiles and wags and has no idea or cares about the fact that she has pulmonary edema and her days are numbered. She...
“There is no statute of limitations on starting over. Re-invent yourself every day. Be the girl who walks barefoot and listens to the blues. Tomorrow wear a trench coat and speak fierce truths. Be a Phoenix. Be Ashes. Burn Down. Resurrect. Let go of the idea...
Did summer seem short to you this year? It did to me; I would say it was the shortest ever. The time sped by and here it is September with all that implies. Thinking back to those long hot days, what I remember most is the ease, the flow. I met old friends and time...
Did you ever notice that sometimes you forget things you already know? I don’t know how it happens but, even things I guide my coaching clients to do, that I used to always do, I forget and drop from my habit list. So imagine my surprise when I am met on the...
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