I am out of pretty words My brain cells are fried I’ve been writing for days Typing for miles Traipsing up and down the hills of my mind Pulling stories out of thin air Turning them into words I breath in And out Push my chair back And stare at the wall How peaceful it […]
It has rained overnight Clouds heavy, Pregnant with raindrops Releasing their burden to gravity Tumbling into the sea below Fresh water colliding with salty Skittering over balconies Curtains drawn We all lay asleep At least I did I have never slept as soundly As I do out here In this enormous cradle Rocking me gently […]
I struck a match, tried to light a candle It was a small match a difficult wick My fingers were burning before the candle lit It made me think of our lives. Broken into small matchsticks that we light each morning. A day, 24 hours, many spent sleeping. And sleep is important. Some days linger […]
The raindrop strikes the glass and begins to slide down quite quickly it slides down down until it runs out of momentum and pauses stuck it does not go further drying becoming a stain a memory of rain I feel that way too sometimes *It is difficult to enter a day fresh and new. Everything […]
Many people have taken up the habit of having a word for the year. They use it sort of like a new year’s intention. I prefer to look back over the previous 12 months and come up with a word that encapsulates the year that has been. What I have learned perhaps. It’s a pretty […]
It’s Tuesday here, and hectic busy, but thankfully I already have the next two days of blog posts done and waiting for edits in drafts. I made a commitment, mostly to myself (because who else is going to be bothered?) to blog once a day from now on. When I made that commitment I had […]
I am walking with Hoge’s There are grain kernels and smashed carcasses of pink and grey galahs all over the bitumen road The grain kernels are scattered from the trucks as they bring in the bumper harvest The galahs are so focused on picking the kernels out of the crevices in the bitumen that they […]
The wounds we impose on ourselves psychically can be far more painful and lasting than the ones we physically inflict. I find it interesting that the etymology of the word psychic stems from the latin word psychicus meaning “relating to the soul”. When we wound our psyche we damage our soul. We have all heard […]
The text came through just as I lifted my head from the schedule I was working on “have you forgotten something?” Immediately my appointment popped into my head. I checked my watch. Two hours had sped past since I last checked. I was now late. I hastily texted, “on my way!” But she had another […]
How do we stay consistently inspired, creating and honing our craft and showing up for ourselves day after day? On the weekend, I looked back at times within this blog, within my life, when stopping creating was more of a problem than the process of finding something to create. I read old posts and thought, […]
