Hidden away in a tiny room Little Girl, for she had no other name, sat alone. Its dusky and dreary walls held no colour or light to brighten her world. No friends, nor family to hold her close to feel the warmth of affection and love that the other girls, she thought, took for granted.… Continue reading Little Girl
Recently I saw a post on Facebook that really made me think. It was a quote by Robert Holden about happiness, more specifically that happiness is where you are and not where you are going. It made me take pause- do I suffer from destination addiction? Maybe. The lack of permanence in the world today is… Continue reading Destination addiction?
In an earlier blog, I discussed how writing makes us vulnerable and that by embracing and harnessing that vulnerability it, in turn, makes us brave. This I know to be one of my own personal, if not universal truths. Whenever I entered a new space, professional or personal, I left a piece of myself standing… Continue reading The little girl with the golden lasso – Part 1
How do you define your own truth?
How does our vulnerability, our proverbial "soft spot" influence our writing and creative process?
Life often brings pain, suffering but also freedom. Explore it here in my new poem "Mercy Killing"
Choices from our past propel us and hinder us. When you look back do you recognize who you were?
Word prompt piece: Where is your compass pointing?
This is a short but sweet post on my discovery and acceptance of my true self.