You’re a writer, own it. Carry a notebook everywhere. Always have your pen handy. No thought is crazy, write it. There’s nothing new out there, be you. You have a unique expression even if you think it’s been done. It hasn’t been done by you. Ok, some thoughts are crazy. Those are often the best!
Dreams of Alan have me swirling with memories this morning, thinking of listening to music in his room when we were kids. I’d always hear it coming through the wall between our rooms, his bass keeping time with the crackling vinyl. More often than not I’d go down the hall to his room, go in
Silver buttons and the mantle of time…. Each moment in time is mine, like the rhythmic tick tock of my beating heart, flowing like a delicate, silver thread. Flowing with the promise of only now. Each moment woven from this ethereal strand, Sewn together with each of my passing days, tailored into a cloak that
It’s amazing how you can be in a fairly neutral emotional state, hear a song or some other catalyst, and have waves of emotions, tears and swirling thoughts wash over you in an instant. When I step back I can see how that is a gift, a beautiful gift of being divinely feminine. To me
