Oh, no! It’s the Monday after GISHWHES and I’ve already reformed into the grumps and grief—complaining about the statement of my lazy apartment, who refuses to clean up after me, its [un]gracious host! But not last week. No. I let the mess mount into marvelous mounds of cat fur and worn clothing I’d stripped off… Continue reading GISHWHES: the aftermath. Team #QueHoraEs
energy exists and needs an outlet. it is neutral, neither “good” or “bad” or “sad” or “happy” although I’d assert that some energy is more “dense” or “light” or “fast-moving” than others. the way we wield this energy is key: with it, (in the physical realm) we can choose to build or destroy. add to… Continue reading when using the power to destroy and deconstruct is productive
“I can’t sleep in this fevered dream.” It always starts with a “Yesterday” or a “Last week” or some marker in time, as if closeness or distance matters to what’s right, versus what’s right now. As it goes, yesterday, I received a surprise Reiki session, gifted by my neighbor and former client, Arthur. He wrote… Continue reading Writing and Editing at the same time, in one brain
this lady wrote that the artists, musicians, authors, and scientists and “creative geniuses” she studied all had a solemn bent towards melancholia. some experienced severe mental illness, or had a prevalent history of mental illness within their family sphere. people like Kurt Vonnegut, Sylvia Plath, James Joyce, etc. It’s called, “Secrets of The Creative Brain,”… Continue reading based on a study, where creativity is dark. thoughts?
Slow down. Wake up. Reveal. Empty that busy mind of past-thoughts. Shake the worry and fear of time; the present will not be rushed. Breathe in, breathe out, come back, be here. Anything can happen.
When troubled for things to do, read. When down or stuck or bored, read. To hone your articulation, read. To sharpen the thoughts in your mind, read. Before and after editing, read. Instead of automatically checking Facebook, read. To sober up, read. To get drunk, read. I say this not to make you a better… Continue reading Yo, Whatcha Readin’?
Maybe I should write, too. I coach clients to become better wordsmiths, storytellers, listeners, writers. I tell them to bleed onto the page, hold nothing but your passive voice back; make me care and think and bleed, too. Words punctual as divine timing. I do this, and I wonder if it’s some past life prayer… Continue reading Thoughts, post-beer, after shedding some wardrobe.
I am not a target for unruly power plays. My life is one (won) with balance. I do not give into panic, for I am, along with my surroundings, aligned perfectly with my highest, most courageous and delicious manifestation of TOTAL WELL-BEING. All parts of my life are made whole by love and light; the… Continue reading Affirmations for Balance
Stripped of your ego, the confines of this body, the self’s listless desires, habits and needs, what are you, really? The essence. The scent beneath the senses. The immaterial you, master of shape-shifting, lover of spaciousness and form. Can you give yourself a color? A material? Are you silky? Matted? Splintered? A quilt of painted… Continue reading Considerations of Self for Non-Fiction, Fiction, and Poetry
on editing: getting started is the hardest part. because it’s work, and the work is deep and exhausting. but, once I’m in it, in the rich and tender heart of someone else’s storm, i feel so calm and purposeful, directed. like a quiet ship that’s wading through with a white flag that says, “not to… Continue reading on editing: a seafield.