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December 11, 2015

Why I’m Over Self Sabotage

Today I did something that has been years in the making. I pressed the "complete" button on my first self-published book. Publishing a book has been something I have wanted for years and yet somehow the book never was complete, or I completed the book but it wasn't quite good enough, or some other excuse. There was always an excuse, there was always a way to sabotage myself. In my digital closet I have dozens…
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March 6, 2014

Guest Post: The Words and Poetry of Shea Wesley

My friend Shea Wesley is a poet and he doesn't even know it. In his writing, you can take a voyage. He is also a lyricists, and just like me, has a love for words. His words ebb and flow within him, and that is why I encouraged him to write a guest post for this blog. I am so happy with the result! These are his words: ------- Too Tired to Discuss By Shea…
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February 4, 2014

Her: A Collaborative Poem

A few weeks ago I asked for your help in writing a collaborative poem. Thank you to all that participated. We have a finished poem!   Her: A Collaborative Poem She is strong. She is infinite love. She likes to watch The Big Lebowski And drink vegan white russians. As the rain falls. At dawn she sits on her patio, And listens to the engines run downtown, And the soft hum of people on their…
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February 3, 2014

How am I going to be an Optimist about this?

I have a problem. I am an eternal optimist. Many would say that's not exactly a problem, but it is when you are trying the wrestle with the problems that plague our Earth. Floods, bombs, poverty, rape, exploitation, war... "How am I gonna be an optimist about this?" From my little square of the world, how can I help? Two weeks ago my husband asked why I only write about positive things on my blog. "You…
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January 10, 2014

Women Speak: A Poem

Women speak With their eyes. Even if they shake their head "yes" And mean "no" You can see it in their smile. You can see it in their gaze. Women speak With a light touch. With a gentle hug, Or a long pause. You can hear them without words. You can hear them with no sounds. Women speak When other women can't. To fight for what is right. To lend a helping hand. You can…
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January 9, 2014

Call to Bloggers: Creativity Happens Randomly

Calling all bloggers! Let's get creative and collaborative. You see, I believe the most creative writing come naturally, randomly, and flows effortlessly onto the page. That's why I want to do a little experiment. I would like to write a poem/blog post with the help of all of my fellow creative bloggers. I am calling each of you to send me just one sentence on the topic: "Her." It doesn't matter what you say, how…
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January 2, 2014

Why I Don’t Believe in Perfection

My math teacher in middle school said if you can draw a perfect circle free-handed, you might be a little crazy. That's when he busted out the compass and showed us this nifty tool you can use to draw a perfect circle. I could never draw a circle anywhere close to perfect. I also colored, but never perfectly in the lines. In art class, my art teacher always admired by ability to paint abstract art,…
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December 1, 2013

On Parting the Red Sea

Today I was speaking to my father on the telephone and we were having a conversation about God. Over the past few weeks, I have had a strong spiritual calling that I can't explain. Every time I try to turn to writing or my blog to explain the phenomena that have surrounded me, and the feelings that I have felt, it is like my heart is too full and the words just don't form. I'm…
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November 18, 2013

The Ballerina

I was sitting outside a coffee shop this afternoon, when the radio started playing a beautiful song. My mind searched for the name of it and then suddenly I remembered. "Memory" from the Andrew Lolyd Webber musical, Cats. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4-L6rEm0rnY It's a song that has a hold on my heart. When I was 10 years old, I was sure I was going to grow up to be a famous ballerina. I practiced several times a week until…
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August 13, 2013

Talking to Trees

I talked to a tree today. I know I probably sound crazy to you right now, but I talked to a tree, and I heard it talk back. To fully understand this story, you must rewind through my life to take a glance at these precious trees. When I was a child, I would sit in my favorite loquat tree outside my home and sing songs among the birds. It was my favorite hiding spot.…
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