“Stand up and face the enemy… we will be invincible.” ~ Pat Benatar
So many of us face obstacles every day. A few weeks ago, a dear friend of mine (a kindred spirit, fellow writer, sister of my soul) suffered a stroke. I know that she will overcome the struggles she’s facing right now because she’s a fighter, and she’s a bad-ass in so many ways. In chatting with her, I have found that she is taking this experience in stride. She is weathering this winter, and through her strength and inner light, she is willing summer to emerge from within her! I am in awe, inspired, and filled with such warmth for this incredible woman!
We all have weathered our own winters. What gave you warmth? Were you able to pull from inside you? Tell us about your invincible summer!
Verb or adjective? An ending or a beginning? A goodbye or a hello? Either way, there’s gotta be a song hidden between those lines. Why don’t you hum us a few bars?…
- image lyrics by Fall Out Boy
On 15 March (The Ides of March) of 44 B.C., Julius Caesar was assassinated during a senate meeting. Supposedly, he resisted but when he saw his friend and protege, Marcus Brutus, among the attackers, he is said to have spoken the words, “Et tu, Brute?” which means, “And you, too, Brutus?” The quotation is widely used in Western culture to signify the utmost betrayal by an unexpected person, such as a friend.
I would bet money that we have all felt betrayed at some point or another. When it comes from someone we love and trust, it magnifies the pain we feel. Dig deep, stir around those memories, and mold them into something creative you’d like to share here.
Betrayal… Fire away!
Happy New Year? Of course, that’s up to you, in a very real sense…
Do you have any resolutions? What will you create in 2015? What will you grow? Creativity? Generosity? Love? Possibly your goals are as simple as getting that troublesome orchid to bloom again. then again, maybe you’re looking for something beyond a green thumb.
Tell us what your hopes are for the coming year… after all, 365 days could be a decent start to something great! You could post a poem here as a great first step! We’d love to see it! Happy New Year!
“If you force me to pick one color, it’d be Black… It covers up the things inside of me that I don’t want to be known. Well, for the same reason, black is the color I hate, too…”
— Gosho Aoyama, Meitantei Konan
What images are conjured in your mind when you think of the color “black”? Something eerie and magical? Desolate and despairing? Stylish and sleek?
Dig deep, uncover something hidden, and give this one a whirl. BLACK! Go…
Confucius said, “Everything has beauty, but not everyone sees it.” Sounds like it depends on your eyesight. How good is your vision? Where do you see beauty? And what is it? A porcelain complexion? A perky nose? Curvy hips? Or something more? Is there beauty in the mundane? In the strange? Tell us what beauty your eyes behold.