Strength ~ April Fool’s Journey
Day 9: What is my greatest inner strength?
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Early Morning Fire ~ American Sentence Day 94 of 108
I drift between wakefulness and sleep from around 3 to 4 am until about 5:30 – I fall back to sleep until 6, when my alarm goes off. It’s better when I surrender – maybe take a cool shower and then, drift in and out of sleep, thinking of dreams,
and noticing.
minding my own business at the natural grocers ~ American Sentence Day 93 of 108
What my ex-husband told me – American Sentence Day 92 of 108
I firmly believe that fun is essential for our survival and evolution!
Run away from anyone who poo-poos fun.
Read MoreAt the Sprouts Parking Lot ~ American Sentence Day 91 of 108
small wonders while grocery shopping
Read MoreWaking Up ~ American Sentence Day 90 of 108
if it was a different day i’d be making art. corporate world is not a life.
image: oil stick on paper
Read MoreThe Hierophant ~ April Fool’s Journey
April was quite busy. I’m continuing with Kayliegh Jean’s #Aprilfoolsjourney challenge. Tonight is the spiritual teacher card – the Hierophant.
Read MoreMy Mother Taught Me Things
from: 108 Days of American Sentence – Day 9: Arms Wrap Around Me
I am surrounded, supported, and loved by strong, beautiful women.
Read MoreBackworld slipping is not an option
“Creativity ignited a spark. In that moment, I saw that art is not peripheral, beauty is not optional, but a strategy for survival.” – Terry Tempest Williams
I walked away a long time ago so that I could find out who I am.
Read Morebliss annihilation
Love wisdom by Geordie Numata.
Read MoreProstrate Undulation ~ American Sentence 89 of 108
Frederica Hall, a local artist, created this drawing, I love her play with color. She said she felt like I was in a cosmic egg. I’m curious to see how she will finish.
Read MoreSo much filling a room
We moved to a small room in an annex to the Poetry Project at St. Mark’s Church. Nada Gordon was teaching – I think we were free-writing, getting warmed up.
My marriage was a disaster and I did’t necessarily feel like feeling anything – so I focused on the room and the sounds and the imagery and the energy of nervous writers filling the space. I put a lot of pressure on writing to take the place of music.
I’m guessing this happened in 2004.
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