If her writing style was jejune, so was her lifestyle. Yet, she connected incredibly well with her readers. We relate to familiar stuff. It’s not always about a phantasmagorical world.
Connecting
Closures
Hi, Sarah I completed the puzzle. Here's a screenshot. CINQUAIN lack ofproper closureunhealed wounds become soresunanswered questions hinder growthMove on... Puzzle This -- at MLMM by Sarah Weejars
We are not on automatic pilot
Laura gives us a tough assignment in MTB- Patchworking some Prose this weekend. I chose pages from the books - The Power of Intention - by Dr. Wayne Dyer and 2. Narrative Coaching by David B. Drake The lines are not very short, but so be it. Connect to the power that created you We … Continue reading We are not on automatic pilot
Reena’s Xploration Challenge #267
Welcome back! It was another beautiful week, when we explored different facets of love and time. I don't know why I want to linger on a little longer. PROMPT #267 I had an epiphany this week while watching a Shark Tank India episode, and it was a mention of the term 'legacy thinking'. The flaws … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #267
A father speaks
You wanted to be an astronaut, but ended up becoming a pilot. I’m proud of my daughter, but the wistfulness in your eyes haunts me, as I catch you staring at outer space. Our existence and our capacity to dream deserves to be celebrated, before aiming further. It was just yesterday we blew bubbles together, … Continue reading A father speaks
Plundering Rainbows
how many couples sat on this bench?now intertwined, now tied in knots.was the heart red, now painted black?they untangled ropes to choose a shape. now intertwined, now tied in knotsthey saw happiness on other shoresthey untangled ropes to choose a shapethey built a bridge to cross the sea they saw happiness on other shores,reinventing life, … Continue reading Plundering Rainbows
Multiple colors of love
waiting at the gatemultiple colors of lovegently, lovingly...let a new era begin.I will hold them in my arms Moonwashed Weekly Prompt - Lovingly
Concealed
it's a rose alright…for what petals represent-love, hope or beautymy finger bleeds to remindof thorny beds it sleeps on-fights ephemerality Tanka Tuesday Weekly Prompt
Dual, Reversible
Click, click, click ....goes my mouse.shopping onlinereversible garments fascinate.cute puppy bedsreversible, dual tonesIt’s time to reflect, ruminate. I wonder if lifegave me a deallessons to be learnton the treadmillit’s exhaustingpanting for breathendless walkinggetting nowhere… -Maybe I failedto turn it aroundto see other shadesawaiting manifestation-maybe it’s a makeoverfor a soul batteredit’s time for redemption a chance … Continue reading Dual, Reversible
Speak to us, threaten….
I grew up in an era when television screens received inputs from metal antennae planted on terraces. Watching the sun entangled between bars saddened the child in me. I was taught at home not to catch butterflies and cause them pain, but dissecting a frog in the lab was forgivable. Dear Nature, your silence has … Continue reading Speak to us, threaten….
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