tiny moments (and everything in between)
I want to write and my hand is still.I want to photograph and my camera rests in place.I want to blend and I stand out.I want to eat mindfully and I am mindless.I want to feel rested and I am tired.I want to be patient and I am discouraged.I want to move forward and I … Continue reading I Want…
I was searching lyrics the other day, looking for inspiration. I landed on Where Is The Love? by Black Eyed Peas. Can you practice what you preach? And would you turn the other cheek? I listened on repeat. I copied lines into one journal. Printed/cut/pasted lines into another. Man, you gotta have love just to set it … Continue reading Where Is The Love?
Sometimes Mondays look like a lazy pup and rain rain rain.
Sometimes Mondays look like candlelight.
My cosmos bloomed late this year. Like really late. Like last-week late. All summer long, the zinnias have been incredible in their reds – oranges – creams – yellows – bright pinks – light pinks – deep pinks. The cosmos though? Tall feathery stalks with not a single bloom. Not one. Until last week. … Continue reading All In Good Time
Sometimes Mondays look like the autumn sedum doing its autumn thing.
I’ll tell you why this isn’t a contest. Because I don’t care. Don’t contestants need to care, need to have a vested interest in order to actually compete? It’s not that I don’t care about anything, because I do (oh, I do) – but I don’t care about being better than you or being perfect (whatever … Continue reading Contests (or Living)
Hello, hello. I'm just popping in today to remind you that the next round of Just Five Things begins this coming Monday (September 7). Working within the structure of handwritten lists, we'll explore prompts that center on resetting-recharging-redirecting. It's a good time of year (especially this year) to explore such prompts, yes? As always, this … Continue reading A Little Reminder
Sometimes Mondays look like casting on and beginning something new. P.S. Just Five Things begins next Monday. Click here to join us. xo
Sometimes Mondays look like zinnias.
Michelle GD 