It’s been a long time since I shared an update on my New Lifestyle, New Me project. I’ve […]
The rose speaks of love silently, in a language known only to the heart. Unknown It’s after midnight, […]
LEARN TO SING, EVEN IF YOU CAN’T CARRY A TUNE! Weekend Writing Prompt #155: Tune (10 Words) —A […]
Long ago, in the hood,Way back in the day, The streets were all empty,And the city was gray. Anger […]
A little patch of wild grass, Some flowers draped across the fence, Times are hard; dollars obsolete, So […]
I am not an island, That is what I have been told. But I am alone when at […]
Dear Diary, It’s the 6th of April, the month that I vowed NOT to step on the scale. […]
The 90’s had grit, MC Hammer Shoutin’ Out, Too legit to Quit. I couldn’t resist! Written for Ronovan […]
How to stick to your goals no matter what— 1. Stick to them. 2. No matter what. Word […]
They came in droves and they filled the store, Faces straight, they were on a quest. Carts overflowing, […]
I think the Everything Red series is fading. I haven’t run out of ideas, but I guess that […]
On a beautiful day, as I scout the land… I keep one eye open, my lens in my hand. I look down, I look up, and then what do I see? A beautiful creature… who is prospecting ME!
In every walk with nature one receives far more than he seeks. John Muir Word of the day […]
This morning I drove into Pasadena. It wasn’t a major excursion, but it was in the opposite direction of where I normally travel and everything was unfamiliar. I wish I had taken my camera. It’s the perfect place for street photography, but it was just TOO hot! I wanted to get in—and get out.
I went there to pick up the kit for my drawing class. I’m already enjoying the course. It’s not so much that I’ve learned anything yet (it’s only been two days), or that I even see the possibility of getting really good at it. It’s the fact that I’m putting aside my fear, putting the pencil to the pad, and making an effort.
Your silken garment inevitably fades,
But the magnificent splendor,
Hidden deep within your soul,
Like a vintage treasure,
- morning coffee
- to tinker; a little bit of this and a little bit of that
- thunder and lightning, especially when I’m enjoying coffee and tinkering
- the sound of rain on a tin roof
- rainbows and butterflies
- the way my body feels after doing something strenuous (rare, but happens)
- swimming in cool waters
- when the sky explodes into colors (missing Colorado)
- road trips—I’ll get out there again, eventually
- walking on sand
- the ocean
Standing at a distance, As the crowd wails, Arguing over scraps, The outsider watches. Quietly dreaming, Anticipating, […]
“Above all shadows rides the sun.” J.R.R. Tolkien Fandango’s One Word Challenge: Shadow
Whatever goes up, will surely come down;
Like a boomerang, it just all goes around.
You get what you give, or reap what you sow;
If hate’s what you plant, then hate’s what will grow.
If you want to see change; if love’s what you thirst,
Be bold with your kindness…
Dare to go first.
Magnificent Blue Glimpses of wonder at sea Glorious Creatures Word of the Day Challenge: Glimpse
I think the definition of artist is a bit enigmatic. I’ve never called myself an artist. I’ve said things like “this is some art I created,” or “I love to create art,” but that’s as far as it goes. I think the first explanation that pops into my head is the fact that I don’t use pencils, pens, or even brushes (although that may change after the new semester).
FEAR has Two Meanings: Forget Everything and Run… …or Face Everything and Rise. A quote by Zig Ziglar […]
Chaotic workday— a scuffle with friends,
Five o’clock traffic— the stress never ends,
Pressure to do well— fearing failure, too,
Stuck in a pattern— afraid of what’s new,
Plan for retirement— look forward to rest,
Where children once played— is now empty nest,
Dating disasters— a marriage from hell,
Lack of investments— there’s nothing to sell,
No regrets linger— My head’s not for rent,
All of these moments— are evanescent,
March forward, full steam— toward what is unseen,
Faith is eternal— I’m living the dream.
His appearance stirred up anger,
Seeds of hatred had been sewn.
Antipathy grew heavy,
I began tumbling,
From my throne.
There I discovered,
Had been my own!
Looking at your past is not a bad thing. Not to brood over it, but to cherish fond memories; see what you’ve done right (and wrong); and to learn from your past mistakes. When you take it all in and reflect, you figure out what’s worth repeating, what you should do differently next time, and—more importantly—what you should never do again.
Every act of creation is first an act of destruction.
Beauty comes to rest In the quiet of the day Gently, with no force I had to share […]
A wish, like a dream Is only the beginning The challenge comes next Prepare for the fight Fear […]
Imagination is the beginning of creation. —George Bernard Shaw— Your Daily Word Prompt: Creation
Another personalized (and slightly bizarre) portrait that I’ve been tinkering with.
Fortress of false pride Crumbles like sand in the fight Humility reigns Ronovan Writes Weekly Haiku Challenge: Pride […]
“You must live in the present, launch yourself on every wave, find your eternity in each moment.”
—Henry David Thoreau—
Give it all a rest
Cast your cares out to the sea
Find your inner peace
Word of the Day Challenge: Spray
Don’t let the mixed signals fool you… Indecision is a decision. —Author Unknown— Totally random. Inspired by Your […]
Just another day
Gazing through a silky screen
Everything looks new
Be unique. Be awesome. Be you. Do whatever it is that is true. Take chances. Make […]
“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.”
“The bird of paradise alights only upon the hand that does not grasp.”
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.
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.
Sugar to the lips, But a bitter aftertaste, Your love is toxic. —JanetHaiku #8 Written for Ronovan Writes […]
How does one decipher, Mixed messages conveyed? Go where there is no path, But be careful not to […]
BAD DAY AT SCHOOL It required too much effort; Listening to his speech… Dreaming of tomorrow, Things just […]