Category: Dreams
Create the mess
I woke up one morning in June with an inner knowing I had to take a pottery class. To fully embrace and to help me to understand the lessons of the Creator and the creation. This is something I’ve been researching for a book and program I’m putting together.
When you sit at the potters wheel you need to take great care. You need to give much attention to detail. Just the right amount of water. Keep the wheel spinning at just the right pace. Taking care with the pressure as just the slightest move can make the pot unbalanced and have it tumble over.
Continue readingWrite of the things you seek
Not only do I believe that writing is one of the best forms of self therapy and self help/care there is but I ALSO believe the same to be true in the manifestation of goals and desires to bring forth your ideal vision for your life.
I encourage you to write it down. Write it all down! Your hopes, dreams, fantasies things that seem to be too big to be true. From the places you’d like to visit, to your ideal partner or career…what the best of a best friend or mate would be for you.
Continue readingDO SOMETHING!
I have been spending a lot of time doing things worthy of writing about lately, or at least I hope they are worth reading!
One thing I’ve learned about writing and most especially writing poetry, is that you need to take time and some times extended time to immerse yourself in life, love and laughter to continue to be inspired to write!
I am happy to share that I have been feeling the desire to write resurfacing, so here’s hoping for some soon to be new inspired words.
What have you been immersed in lately?
Cheers!
Denim
The darkest of rain
The darkest of rains
Come at night when you sleep
Pouring down like the tears
While little children weep
I perch on the window sill
Waiting,
Watching,
For the right moment to enter
Your dreams while you sleep
The Hug
The Hug
Bodies intertwined
Crossing the lines
Between yours and mine
A hug
A flash in time Continue reading
What is Art?
“…that you were not engaged with us because of your person; because of the parody of work that you display as “art” are a taint to that which is pure and true.” – anonymous
So I received this in an email yesterday from a fellow artist that is involved in ‘supporting’ fellow poets and artists through different methods of group interactions, writing prompts, competitions etc.
Might I also mention this someone has reblogged my work multiple times and has also left kind, supportive and encouraging mentions on many of my poetry posts. So when I read the above comment I was completely shocked.
After much thought I have decided to leave this person anonymous and coming to this conclusion was a big challenge for me. I take leadership, image, honesty and example very seriously. I realize it’s not about the person it’s the idea of what art is that really got me going. Continue reading
Untitled
The night falls and my heart stalls
To an altered beat
The rhythm changing to meet my sleep
That is tormented while I weep
For Us Continue reading
In My Dreams
Photo Credit: www.josephinewall.co.uk
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Reminders of days
Comes in waves
Out of the haze of my memories
Locked tight
Let out to play at night
In my dreams Continue reading
Writings of a Mrs 