a virtual stroll

 

my sweet friend lisa asked me to join in on a little blog tour.  and seeing as how i pretty much adore her and i pretty much relish a chance to press the pause button and engage in a little reflection, i said yes.  if you’d like to see lisa’s responses to these same questions, you can click here.  from that post, you’ll be linked to other creatives as well.  and to link to even more creative souls, read on to the end of this post.

ah here we go…

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1.  What am i working on?

know that i mean this most sincerely: i’m working on life.  i am trying to be mama, wife, creative (and daughter, sister, friend…), and i am trying to do this with a certain amount of grace.  that is my work.

my creative work colors all areas of my life.  camera and pen are essential tools for me. photos snapped and lines conjured allow me moments of play in my days, offer me pockets of attention and intention.  i collect the daily photos and i gather the daily words in an effort to distill life, in an effort to make some sense of it, in an effort to embrace it wholeheartedly.

my daily work/play has translated into my e-course, 28 moments.  and i’m beginning work on a follow-up to that course {coming soon}.  this pleases me so much…to be part of this growth and to be sharing it all the while.

2. How does my work differ from others of its genre?

gosh, this question makes me squirm, as if i’m assuming i’m more than i am.  but, if i had to pick something, i think i would say that i’m keen to embrace it all…the good and the bad, the celebrations and the shitstorms . i am interested in beauty, certainly…but i believe that beauty comes in different forms. i try to explore all of it.

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3. Why do I write/create what I do?

i write and photograph what i write and photograph because i know no other way.  i see life as little bits all strung together…each of us, each of our moments like little bulbs on a string of twinkle lights.  everything (everyone) adds up.  and so i capture the bits of my life through camera lens and through fingertips and pen.  i try to appreciate life’s little bits, try to cultivate comfort in not understanding it all, try to distill what i do understand and what i know to be true.  photography and writing are my guides in this journey, they are my meditation.

i love what frederick franck wrote: art is neither a profession nor a hobby.  art is a way of being.

yes, that.

4. How does your writing/creating process work?

i take photographs daily and i write daily.   as i mentioned above, it’s a form of mediation for me.  being a homeschooling mama of two, free time comes in pockets.  i snap a photo here and there.  i scribble lines now and then more later.  i shied away from creative endeavors for years because i thought i didn’t have the time {i wanted those open hours, plural being operative} {okay, i still want the plural}.  but i’ve come to embrace the pockets of time i do have, and i try to make use of them….i try to allow the work to flow from there.  and that means flowing from wherever i am in a given moment.

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and now the blog tour – the stroll, if you will –  continues with these three lovely souls.  they’ll be sharing their responses to the above questions next week, april 28.  i leave you in good hands…

Tisha Pletcher is a dream hunter and curator of the brave stories.  You can find her at liferenewing.com.

Cathy Sly is a natural light photographer who uses her camera and words to capture her simple everyday life even when it is all a bit blurry.  She is a seeker of light and uncomplicated moments, which often take her breath away and fill her heart with goodness.  You can find her blogging here:  mycornerthroughmylens.blogspot.com

Jennifer Belthoff is a writer, photographer, and creative dreamer.  She opens her heart up to the page and allows the truth of her story to spill out.  She knows that a single postcard can ignite connection between strangers and that there is power in writing our stories.  Jennifer leads in person and online writing workshops and hosts a quarterly Love Notes Project.  These days you will find her training for a marathon, writing a book, and dreaming big.  You can find her at jenniferbelthoff.com

and finally
sending a little love your way, m

 

p.s. registration is currently open for lisa’s beautiful offering The Gift of Practice.   click here for more information.  she’s seriously lovely.

 

 

:: noticing the moments ::

taking some time to reflect upon my week…

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:: despite temperatures dipping early in the week (winter coats were back on), spring is arriving…trees are budding, tulips are pushing through, birds are everywhere…and i love my two perched by the window, watching

:: over the weekend, sharing a bit about transition and motherhood here

:: tuesday was coldcoldcold and rainyrainyrainy…warm tea in the afternoon was just the ticket

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:: reading this with the kids…i love reading aloud to them at bedtime

:: reading this myself

:: the kids made homemade pizza the other night…so impressed with their edible creations

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:: a 3-day {smoothie} cleanse this week…always such an interesting experience…so much more than the food

:: a movie with friends

:: easter egg dyeing…we went marbleized this year {a little awesome}…directions here

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happy spring and happy easter!  and i’m wondering how your week was…

sending a little love your way, m

 

 

movement

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on hands and knees
because i see no other way
rag wet and
the smell of cleaning liquid filling my nostrils
i move
slowly across the floor
not relishing the task at hand but
knowing it must be done
because really
who else is going to do this

yet

in my lack of relish
still i find a certain
solace
in the rhythm of my hands
in the thumping of my knees as
i move
from one corner to another
until all the corners have been reached and
i sit back on my heels
and nod with satisfaction as the wet shine of
my floor my clean floor
reflects
something
back to me

 

sending a little love your way, m

p.s.  see what i mean??

 

 

every moment a poem

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the other day i was mulling over a quote {see below}.  i don’t usually share my journal entries here, but it seems that’s what’s calling me today.  so here we go.  a journal riff, if you will…

every moment is a poem if you hold it right.  ~ lauren zuniga

these words speak to me.  feel so true.  deep down.  like yes, this, THIS is what i want to tell people.  THIS is what i want to share and help people understand.  the moments – all of them – the good ones and the shitty ones are poems, all works of art.  can we stop just for a moment – can we hear the traffic rushing by or the lone mockingbird’s call or the running dishwasher? what do these sounds do to us?  can we feel the wood of desk or chair, worn smooth from years of use – dented perhaps by a toy dropped when it was still new?  and can you still hear the gasp you made at that first dent and can you remember the sinking feeling upon gazing at that dent in the $$$ tabletop? but it’s only two months old, says one.  but he’s only three years old, says two. and it’s a kitchen table.  and we’re a family sitting round this table.  this is our life.  we will leave our marks, whether dents in tabletop or otherwise. please, let us leave our marks.  let’s not skirt our way through, being careful not to drop things or bump into one another.  let’s bump and reach out a hand to steady one another.  each of those bits – the bumps, the reaches, the dented tabletops, the mockingbird – all poems.  let’s celebrate it all, give it and them the justice they deserve.  can we pause for one moment – at a traffic light, on the toilet for gods sake – just stop and take a deep breath? and note what’s going on around us.  not rushing each and every day from one thing to the next – because, sure, those days happen – but we don’t have to live that way daily.  we really don’t.  we can choose other.  we can choose different.  we can choose the poems.  we can write the poems – in our journals and blogs and emails and letters.  we can write them in our hearts and in our sighs and in our touches.  when i reach out to touch your cheek, your arm, your hand – do you feel that poem?  because i wrote that poem, just for you.

 

sending a little love {and a poem} your way, m

 

 

little bits

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little bits make me happy.  a cup of tea, a breeze, a kiss, a tiny little bouquet.

yesterday was beautiful and spring-like and we spent some time outdoors. my daughter found these little weeds flowers and brought them to me.  she has done this for years now, and i love every bunch she collects.

i love that she sees beauty when she finds these tiny blooms peppering the ground, love that she gathers and gifts the beauty, love that she is so eager in her endeavor.  little bits…which touch me deeply.

some days i feel disconnected {yesterday was one}.  it is these little bits that bring tears to my eyes; it is these little bits that bring me center; it is these little bits that bring me to grace.

i tell you this
to break your heart,
by which i mean only
that it break open and never close again
to the rest of the world.  ~ mary oliver

 

happy april to you.  happy national poetry month.  {did you know?!}
and happy wishes for little bits that bring you exactly what you need.

sending a little love your way, m