Perhaps all the dragons in our lives are princesses who are only waiting to see us act, just once, with beauty and courage. Perhaps everything that frightens us is, in its deepest essence, something helpless that wants our love. ~Rainer Maria Rilke What are ways you see things setting themselves into an alignment you didn’t [...]
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my journal,
My Writing Journey,
The Art Journaler
She said to go ahead and feel the feelings. I did. They felt like shit. ~Anne Lamott I need reminders — lots of them. I need someone to remind me I am not alone. I need someone to remind me that grief and pain will not kill me. … because I am not gonna stop [...]
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my journal,
The Art Journaler
There are particular milestones in a calendar year for me: birthdays, family anniversaries, seasonal gardening times — and the day my rocket man and I meet with our CPA. Each February — since the year I resigned from doing our taxes — we meet with Carl.
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daily note,
everything cannot be a crisis,
reframed
{what is living-giving guides us through the white spaces} There was a day last week that felt like a fantasy — emotional light. The weather completely changed from sunny and moderate, to cloudy and cold — and there was the most gorgeous snowfall! Extraordinarily large, wet snowflakes fell from the muted sky like cotton … [...]
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creAtive every day
Sunday mornings I glide from sleep into journal mode. Today I noticed a common thread {sharp and jagged}: this is the third consecutive week I have awaken with a sense of overwhelm + the need to drain {vomit} it via hand-written entries upon the pages of what has become My Sunday Journal. It has become [...]
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excuses versus reasons