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I am equal parts verbal and visual. As a writer, I write to discover what I think and what I want to release. My authority is my truth and that seems enough. I write to exist and I exist to write. As I journal and blog, I practice self-compassion, learn self-trust, and have written away much of my anxieties and reconnected with my intuition. I am now connected to a small worldwide community thanks to my writing and have been published with pride.
As I come round to understanding what it is I am doing all this for, what drives me to write and share and create, I know it’s to give back the wonderful inspiration that I delight in when I read and see other creative’s work. To be inspired is a wonderful feeling and recycling inspiration…
I knew my blogaversary was coming. This 4 year mark of writing, nay masterminding, this blog feels a little heavy. I just read that many blogs don’t make it past their 8th month. I remember that moment of doubt wondering if I wrote a blog in the woods, was anyone reading it? And I remember…
Driving southward to Peace Camp this July and John Lennon’s Imagine comes on the radio. It plays through to the first chorus and I ask Eamon if he knows what the song is about. And he is spot on when he answers, “he doesn’t want there to be any war”. And I say, yes and…
You know me. I fret therefore I am. And I am having a Dickens of a time trying to figure out exactly what’s next. I know I need to be happy doing whatever it is I put my efforts and my mind to. Not worth doing if it doesn’t make you even a little happy….
How often do you not follow through, not write it down, not say it out loud, or not make the commitment, because it’s not perfect. Is it enough to know that there’s a silliness to this way of thinking to stop you from thinking this way? I can’t go to college and earn a degree…
As children, we’re told to shush and thus we’ve been taught to make ourselves less. To be less. We must tone us down and edit ourselves. And we’re told this by our parents and adults, those who keep us alive and who keep us safe. So in order to continue to be safe and cared…
I’m begging you, don’t think better of me. I am not what you’ve dreamed me up to be. I am still a student and I have so much to learn. I do that same thing you know. I watch other people online, especially the bloggers putting out clever easy beautiful content, eBooks, posts that seem…
We “met” during an online blogging course given by Holly Becker of Decor8. I think I have a sixth sense for fellow Virgos and her familiar passion for creating, cooking, and mothering felt like home. Mostly, she’s honest and sweet and I am always excited to see what the next step she’s taking with her…
My blogging workshop finally happened last weekend in musty little building back in the woods on the waterfront property in Easton, Maryland known as the Evergreen Cove. I arrived before the 9:30 start time and early enough to bake up a tray full of Pillsbury cinnamon rolls to smell up the place and then went…
As writers, we not only need to write, but we need to be read. I am not sure I’d believe a writer who said otherwise. Here’s the rub : no one will read what you’ve written if they don’t know you, like you, or especially if they’ve never heard of you. While the nature of…
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