active imagination embraced
Grocery prices have crossed the line into ridiculous. One grocery chain in particular seems to feel entitled to charge, sometimes over three dollars, more per identical item than the nearby big box retailer. In addition, […]
Pausing on this rainy day to reflect on the past ten or more years. Here’s my truth: I love this blog. I love being reminded of the thoughts I had back then. Those thoughts changed […]
Read the article “Leaving the Reservation of the Mind” by Sherman Alexie in Light the Dark: Writers on Creativity, Inspiration, and the Artistic Process. Alexie writes: “I think every writer stands in the doorway of […]
Safe and small and not dreaming at all. Make Your Creative Dreams Real. Sark The above quote has been sitting as a draft since January 21, 2015. So much has happened since I found those […]
The past couple of years have been about letting go of ideas that I thought I wanted to do, but actually didn’t. On December 31 I’ll let go of yet another idea and close the […]
Also known as a lesson in imperfection Dali’s paintings are inspiring in a multitude of ways. Mostly I love being able to look at the works closely enough to see the various brushstrokes and how […]
I wish I’d known that it makes no sense to follow the advice of people who won’t live with the consequences of your choices Srinivas Rao https://medium.com/the-mission/40-things-i-wish-i-knew-when-i-was-younger-d50785991ea2 Not much I can add to that. […]
This past year it actually felt like A New Year. On the good side, things I had planned for became reality. On the bad side, things happened that I hadn’t even considered. But, overall the […]
Started this post back in September then never got back to it: The past few days have been all about Hurricane Irma. Lots of waiting, wondering where the storm would land, worrying if the choice […]
http://www.mnn.com/family/family-activities/blogs/what-front-porch-means-me This brought back memories of my own childhood, urban, front porch. The porch I remember was filled with my grandparents and their siblings. The place I sat in the evenings, curled in someone I loved’s […]