Someone could get to thinking that I have fallen out of the writing habit, given that it’s been a while between posts. Not the case. Every day I do some kind of writing: content for websites at work, documents for organizations I volunteer with, or simple journaling for myself. Those words end up in the […]
Where I live the pouring rain of dreary spring lingers still. I hope that where you are the sun of coming summer is shining.
With the guidance of JC Sulzenko, I crafted a found poem. Read the poem and find a poem for yourself.
In a miraculous way, he opened himself up to become a channel for story. He surrendered to it. Story unfolded through him, complete and beautiful from beginning to end. And when he started to think, he stopped.
This is a day to be Public, Intentional and Explicit allies of LGBTQ2SIA+ people. There is no end and no repeating pattern to people. Let’s affirm that. Let’s celebrate that by eating pie!
When I retired from teaching, I thought life as I knew it was ending. and it was.
But, then, miracle of miracles, I learned to blog which opened up a whole new world of friendly connections and a path to publishing my memoir.
The bird image is just perfect for this blog, Arlene! 🙂
I have come to believe that there is no such thing as ending. Something is always born anew, and usually it’s something better than we can even dream for ourselves. Fantastic, that.
Good question. It’s all in how you see it, isn’t it? I like to finish things more than start them so I’ll say the bird is landing, entitled to a bit of a rest.
Interesting. There is a wonderful feeling of accomplishment that goes along with finishing. There’s also the incomparable excitement of just starting out with something too. I don’t know if I could choose which I like better. Given the number of half-finished projects around me, I think it must be the starting out! I’ll have to work on finishing . . .
Balancing the endings and beginnings and endings and beginnings – that’s the trick! xo
Yes, sometimes it’s hard to recognize which is which. Sometimes we don’t even know we’re at the beginning of something when we’re so focused on an ending. It’s a fun world.
Isn’t that the truth! Some souls would say this proves that there is NO beginning and NO end!
Nice blog