Wow... The parallels I'm met with while researching are astounding. Heroes, and Inventors, and Prophets, Oh My! A stars death is celebrated when its fate is excepted, with a graceful bow, and a final show of brilliance it explodes, and so a billion stories are spread in the form of its ashes, stardust... … Continue reading The Joys of Writing: YOU ARE MORE THAN YOU SEEM
Hello Fellow Readers! On my journey toward uncovering my writer's voice, I've found myself in the dungeons of self-pity more often than I'd like to admit. The 'woe is me' lamentations of others echoing more clearly around me. In my weakened state, society's 'anything goes' environment seems way too happy to back me up. Doing their … Continue reading The Joys of Writing: The influence of Personal Heroes, Humble Beginnings, and Gratitude on the Depressed Brain… PART 1
The true heroes pull value from within. A true hero spins gold with what she's given. I didn't get here by doing what I'm told. If I said gold and you saw green, then, true love, I'm convinced you've never seen, the smile, by my hand reflecting from a strangers face, that's how we win … Continue reading Heroes Journey…
The View Imagine looking down from the mountain side after pulling off the winding road for a moments peace. A moment unhindered by the heat blistering through the slitted vents at either side of your head. The same heat that's given you the strength and clarity to drive almost an hour just before dawn, to … Continue reading Adjacent Titles: Chapter One
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HwtljkGZJnI There are whispers drifting over the airwaves, they sweep me away lift me into a daze. Surreptitious susurrous, with a switchblade synopsis, separated by moments of serendipitous sustenance, Kindness on a whim, bringing me in, telling me stories I crave to hear, only to pull them away and replace them with fear. Baby, … Continue reading Day 4: Something Beautiful
https://youtu.be/zU7co2-yn_Q From the Inside, Out... We can be free, we can be free, what does that sentiment say to me? I close my eyes and I'm surrounded in green, the leaves of trees whisper to me of the things they have seen, They don't bare the harsh assessment they never condemn, green to my namesake, They give … Continue reading Day 1: “In the Woods”
Sometimes it begins with a picture, sometimes with a single sound, and then before you know it, you are out adventure bound, the structure of life was never meant to be rigid, buying into the cold cut American dream just seems frigid, peddling slices of humanity one piece at a time, selling the lot for … Continue reading I See You
When I wake up in the morning a million little thoughts greet me just begging to be the first one, the loudest one, the most painful, the most blissful, the most heard out of all the others. Who needs an alarm clock when you have a million little rattles doing the mamba over your mental landscape. … Continue reading Scratch Pad
TO BEGIN When you sit down, cross your legs and pick a foot, you know your sore spots best, muscle them out, girl! After this Paragraph, close your eyes, take some deep breaths and focus on rubbing your feet. They need your attention for a moment of blissful togetherness. This exercise is all about being playful so … Continue reading GUIDED RELAXATION: INNER CHILD AND THE ADULT SELF
At close to 9 lbs I came kicking and screaming into the world with not one, but two sets of the chubbiest cheeks you've ever seen. One of them went away with time while the other plagued every family, school, or friend group picture I ever took. Up until a certain age that trait is … Continue reading Meet Your Trainer!
The Inkling 