If our shoes could talk, what a story they would tell.
Fortress of false pride
Crumbles like sand in the fight
Ronovan Writes Weekly Haiku Challenge: Pride & Fight
“You must live in the present, launch yourself on every wave, find your eternity in each moment.”
—Henry David Thoreau—Continue reading Rolling in the Deep
Give it all a rest
Cast your cares out to the sea
Find your inner peaceread more
Don’t let the mixed signals fool you…
Indecision is a decision.
Totally random. Inspired by Your Daily Word Prompt – Indecision
Just another day
Gazing through a silky screen
Everything looks newread full post
Be unique. Be awesome. Be you.
Do whatever it is that is true.
Take chances. Make mistakes. Step out.
No one else knows what you are about.
Encourage. Give a hand. Be kind.
Speak gently, of what’s on your mind.
Do what’s right, when others go wrong.
You matter. You’re here. You Belong.
Being phony will fracture your soul,
So be real. Be authentic. Be whole.
“Still round the corner there may wait
A new road or a secret gate;
And though I oft have passed them by,
A day will come at last when I
Shall take the hidden paths that run
West of the Moon, East of the Sun.”
—J.R.R. Tolkienkeep reading
“The bird of paradise alights only upon the hand that does not grasp.”
John Berryread full post
We’re going out in public,
So please put on your mask.
Say “I’m fine” and “thank you,”
If anyone should ask.
I know your thoughts run rampant,
You want to share them all,
But these are not the places;
The grocery store, or mall.
Wait until you’re all alone,
And type them with your hand.
Share them on the blog instead,
Where people understand.read FULL POST
verb: care for and encourage the growth or development of.
noun: the process of caring for and encouraging the growth or development of someone or something.
My featured image is kind of random! I did so many assignments in the past semester that the rebel in me has been fighting to break free and do something that’s just “because.” No judgement, no grade.read full post
How does one decipher,
Mixed messages conveyed?
Go where there is no path,
But be careful not to stray.
Reach for the stars is guidance…
That often goes around,
But can this be achieved…
When keeping both feet on the ground?
Am I shooting for the moon…
If I aim to rise above the crowd?
Or is this evidence…
That my head is in the clouds?
Unraveling ancient proverbs,
Double edged, their meanings dual,
Will knowledge bring me power…
Or the wisdom of a fool?
Written for Fandango’s One Word Challenge: Eclectic
—BAD DAY AT SCHOOL
It required too much effort;
Listening to his speech…
Dreaming of tomorrow,
Things just out of reach…
“Learn anything?” he asked…
As I exited the class,
“Well…” I answered softly,
“These chairs sure hurt my …”
Weekend Writing Prompt #92: Wool-gathering (36 words)
Fandango’s One Word Challenge: Anything
RDP Saturday: Effort
Time can be a little deceptive. It’s been two months since the fall semester ended, and—to be honest—it feels like it’s been a year. I’m grateful for the “down time,” don’t get me wrong, but that old familiar feeling… that it’s time to get moving… has taken hold, and Tuesday can’t come soon enough.
It’s kind of like long, out of town vacations. They’re awesome! They’re fun, relaxing, and refreshing, but eventually you reach that point where you just want to go home. So… Daily Addiction’s word today is Inspire, and I’ve been thinking about that word quite a bit (burning the midnight oil again).
In my pondering, I realized that one of the reasons my life, and this blog, have morphed and grown so much over the past couple of years is because so many of you have inspired me.
Undoubtedly, I’ll be online much less once my classes start… so it seems like the perfect time to express my gratitude for that inspiration.
To all the photographers out there, thank you for sharing. Seeing all of your beautiful images inspired me to pick up my camera again… and learn to use Photoshop (well, at least until I get better). Ha!
To all the writers out there, thank you for sharing your words. All of you helped me realize that I DO want to write, and your posts; be it poetry, stories, or commentary, have inspired me to work harder at becoming the best I can be.
To all of the artists out there… I just love what you do. I can’t draw a stick figure to save my life, but thank God for digital art! Thank you for sharing your work with the world and inspiring me to create.
To every blogger who dedicates their time to encourage or teach us something… about God, about recovery, about work, about life or psychology… thank you. You inspire me for sure.
It’s funny too, as I write this post… I see how everything connects… and I can almost see my future unfolding before my eyes. More on that as time goes on.
I’ll still be here as often as possible…
…as the journey continues.
Peace & Love!
To anyone who has ever taken time to read, like, or comment on something I’ve shared… thank you to you as well. You inspire me to keep going! 🙂 And now it’s past midnight… and I realize that this post sounds like a big goodbye… but it’s not! HaHa! It’s just a big thank you.
Crackling needles underfoot,
Dreams of wanderlust.
RDP Wednesday: Wanderlust
Rain taps the window,
Inviting us out to play,
Childlike dreams return,
Cares melt away in each drop,
Balance is being restored.
Written for Your Daily Word Prompt: Inviting, & RDP Tuesday: Balance
Rain is like macaroni & cheese to me. It’s my comfort weather. The fire goes on, blankets get piled high, and I have an excuse to stay in bed with a good book (guilt free!). A day like that is a great way to restore balance.
I wanted to share some exciting news about school. After working as an unpaid graphic design intern for two semesters, I’m going to be official this semester. I will actually get paid for my work!
Man seeks solace in her depth,
Where magic exists.
Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge: Magic, Man
The midnight oil is burning. Scribbled words on shreds of notepaper litter the floor beneath my seat. I let out a yelp as the computer warns of pending doom: “Online storage approaching maximum capacity; purchase upgrade for more space!”
Perhaps I shouldn’t write tonight.
Shuffling through images from my past, I contemplate long and hard about which ones to retain, and which ones to throw out. Some of the photos seem so sad, so grainy. I look beyond the flaws, and into the memories that they bring. Perhaps I should save them all, it’s so hard to let go.
Attempting to consolidate only creates more commotion, more chaos…
I’ll finish tomorrow.
Weekend Writing Prompt #91: Helter-Skelter
Word Count: 111
Word of the Day Challenge: Yelp
I don’t know if it’s cheating the 111 word count to go on like this, but I’m a rebel anyway so who cares. 🙂
I wanted to say something about my collage. I actually thought about writing a Haiku for this, because it reminded me of how little boys dream… usually about what they will be or do when they grow up, and how—once they reach a certain age—they tend to dream about being young again.
Anyway, my grandson and son are actually a part of this creation and I’ve shared both images in different forms. That’s what got me thinking. I worked on it for hours last night, and again this morning, and finally decided it was time to move on to the next order of business.
That’s all for now. Today is softball Sunday, so off I go……
Peace & Love Everyone!
Branches waltzing in the wind,
Welcoming the night.
Word of the Day Challenge: Waltzing
Over at Harry’s Beach Bar,
The music plays all night.
My date and I stopped in there,
To have a quick little bite.
Regrettably I’d told a tale,
About my rock star vocals,
How shocked I was,
To read the sign:
Karaoke TONIGHT for Locals!
No doubt, I was in a pickle,
For my singing he’d abhor,
So I excused myself…
To the ladies room,
And left through the back door.
Do I deceive myself?
Does this thin veil protect me,
From your copious attempts,
To whisk me away into the night,
Penetrate my covering,
Steal my heart,
And leave me vulnerable?
Or do I deceive you?
Hoping that you’ll instigate the affair,
So that I can watch,
As you search hopelessly,
Allowing you to believe,
That my heart is actually hidden here?
Fandango’s One-Word Challenge: Copious
Word of the Day Challenge: Instigate
This isn’t really my style, but I had some revealing thoughts recently, about the roles that I’ve played in some of my ‘tragic’ love stories. I guess it’s true what they say… it really DOES take two to tango.
It’s not always beautiful to see the truth about ourselves, but we’ll never be able to change what’s wrong until we do.
Anyway, I thought the poem went well with my art. This was an accidental piece, and it lit a fire in me to try some new techniques… so I hope to do some more experimenting today.
That’s about all for now—
Peace & Love Everyone!
Oftentimes I tell the people I meet about my transformation; how much I’ve changed since entering recovery and coming to believe. The way I usually describe it is that all of these changes are internal… they can’t be seen. Well, aside from the fact that you won’t “see” me drinking anymore.
Sometimes I refer to it as a “new attitude,” and other times I say that a lot of it has do with “gratitude.” Even so, I still find myself complaining or whining at times (especially when I play softball), but I’m able to recognize my behavior, pull out my tools, and work on fixing the problem.
While pondering the word angle—I realized that looking at life, myself, and others from different perspectives is probably one of the KEY factors behind my transformation. My new attitude stems from seeing things from new angles, and the ability to do so keeps me grateful.
One of the greatest things I learned in recovery was that I need to look at my own reflection when something is bothering me, because… as they say: No matter where I go, there I am.
It’s easy to feel discouraged, hopeless, irritated or angry when you believe that everything ‘outside of yourself’ is the cause of your condition. When you learn that YOU hold they key, and that you have the ability to change how YOU feel or react to these things… well… suddenly the world looks totally different!
RDP Tuesday: Angle
Life is good and God is GREAT!
From where I was standing,
I saw beauty everywhere.
The gulls appeared to know me,
As if they recognized my stare.
My mind’s eye scanned the horizon,
Rousing dull shades into vibrant hues,
Into sapphire blues.
I traversed the mud and the trash.
I saw snowflakes and crystals,
As I watched the waves crash.
The storm the eve before,
Left puddles, wind, and freezing air…
But on the coast that morning,
Not a surfer,
Had a single care.
Inspired by the Word of the Day Challenge: Dream