It is so exciting to announce that Caring for Souls is now available at many online retailers. If you go to this link you will be able to see the stores which have this collection, thus far. CARING FOR SOULS
Guess what?! We are having a BOOK LAUNCH for this book of poetry, prose, essays, art projects, activities, and more. You can register on Meetup
Years ago, before computers, we wrote letters. My mother’s letters were like little novellas. They sometimes were several pages long. She wrote her family members and friends and they loved to get her “books.” How I wish I had saved my letters from mom. As a witness to her letter writing, I would watch as her pen moved passionately across the pages, sometimes witnessing her eyes well up. Letters were her release. They were her way of expressing herself in ways she could not voice. Sometimes she would write letters to people out of anger and then tear them up. To my knowledge, she never sent one of those angry letters. It could have been politicians, relatives, and those are the ones I knew about. She would express her heart’s desire, open up her soul, and pour out her thoughts.
As a letter writer, I did not have the beautiful penmanship of my mother, but I learned that the pen was my power. I also wrote letters and tore them up. I even wrote one about the need for a doctor in our little town and it was published in the newspaper. I wrote letters to family, friends, old friends found from a long time lost, family who I wanted to see but knew my letters would reach them long before I ever would.
Now, I am a writer and a poet. I write as if my words are letters to the world, at times. Other times, I write to express my desires of the heart. And other times I write to write.
I firmly believe that when we do express our desires within our heart that this has a way of stirring up thoughts and even action plans to make things happen. Sometimes those things that happen are acceptances of things that can’t be changed, but sometimes they are steps to taking up the courage to make something happen in our lives.
What is the desire in your heart? This is my challenge to you. I would like to read about the desires in your heart in the “Dear Heart” anthology of letters, poetry, art, photography, and whatever ways helps you express your passion.
There’s a caveat to this. These are all to be sent to me via good old fashioned snail mail. I will sort through these and select which submissions to publish.
I am pleased with what the Garden of Neuro offers for empowerment, connections, support and more.
Recently, I participated in the Garden of Neuro Anthology of Poetry and Art, called “A Safe and Brave Space.” It will be available soon. We worked as a team to bring this anthology to life. It’s been an amazing adventure. I even received a badge.
Are you feeling the need to connect with others in a Safe and Brave Space? Come check out the Garden of Neuro.
It’s already March! No way! Well, let’s hop to it before all of a sudden it’s April!
Grocery specials-LOVE even more when it is coffee!
Enthusiastic People-LOVE when I ask someone to help me and they don’t hesitate to say YES
Pleasant Surprises-Daughter gave me some pretty decorative papers I can use for projects. She received them from a friend who had more than she needed.
Sketchbook Revival is coming this month and daughter and I will participate in the program like we did last time. Click on the name up there and check it out and it is FREE!
It is both Woman’s Month and Reading Month and what a lovely combo! I am looking forward to National Poetry Month, as well. So, I am thankful for these moments to celebrate!
We had a package arrive and it took us a good while to order it because of all the specific details, and when we got it – it was all wrong, so wrong that it would cost us more money to resolve the issue, so we called customer service and returned it in the blink of an eye. I am grateful there was no drama.
Health goals are being met.
Writing goals are being met.
Connecting with people who share a spiritual belief, simply for the assurance that hope is real
YOU! What are you thankfuls? Come share… Rusty wants to know… In fact, he’s all ears!