Tag Archive | Writing

What Bugs You?

Mar30

The prompts from Julie JordanScott   and her 5 for 5 brain dumps, can really be good ideas for blog posts.

Like this one;

Write About What Bothers You.

What bugs you?

What is beautiful about what bugs you?

( If you don’t know what 5 for 5 Brain Dump is, you can click

Here to find out more about it.)

I’ve done this prompt before, but this is the latest one;

What really bugs me, is when my mind goes blank.

When I know very clearly what I want to say, and yet, the words won’t come.

At times this makes me want to quit.

Sometimes this makes me wonder if I really have a clue.

Sometimes, I realize I just need more sleep. Or better food. Or more exercise.

When all these things are in place, I know it’s because my quiet time has suffered.

My worship life has waned.

Although this is not a great place to be,

there is beauty in that when I realize fully what is going on,

I can seek His face again.

He welcomes me back, and my brains begin to revive.

Often to a new thing, a new thought, a new place, that I had not previously considered.

For me, I believe it is a way for my brain to make room for newer, and better upgrades.

That’s what I’m going with!

 

Happy Resurrection Weekend to You All!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Cartography of Our Scars

Mar5

Last week, a word on “Word of the Day” was cartography.

If you don’t know, cartography is the science or practice of drawing maps.

Hold that thought.

Then in one of my online communities, the topic was “Embracing my scars”.

I took about five minutes to write about it. Here is why they go together;

Our scars are like a road map. One laid out by a expert cartographer.

Our scars show us not only who we are, but where we came from.

The hills, the bumps, the ridges, the pleasant peaceful waters, as well as the water hazards. Straight and curvy roads. Smooth roads, and roads with ruts. All of these make our lives more valuable.

We see that we have come farther than we ever imagined we could, and like a new, snowy landscape, we have before us a place to make a new trail. Fresh new tracks.

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What will your map look like? Will the cartographer use straight lines? Or will it be a more adventurous undertaking?

We need both the straight and adventurous to make our lives interesting, and inconceivably valuable.

Valuable in that we can show others that they are not alone in their wanderings. We can show them the way we took to reach where we are now, or, we can help others to find a whole new way of making it all make sense.

Either way, the beauty of that map, will be strictly owned by you.

As Mr. Rogers was fond of saying, “There is no one like you.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Roots and Rituals

Feb5

 

 

Today on Writing Camp with Julie Jordan Scott, we were encouraged to take a favorite quote and use it as a writing prompt.

If you know me at all, then you know my favorite author is Billy Coffey.

My quote was found in his latest book “Steal Away Home”.

 “It’s the small things you take for granted that become very big things when they’re gone. Beneath the unanswered questions and secret fears of everyday beats the thin pulse of tiny ritual that serve to root us.” Billy Coffey

Here is what I wrote, 5 for 5 Brain Dump style (2x). If you don’t know what 5 for 5 Brain Dump is, Here to find out more about it.

I read a short piece once about a man who absolutely hated some little blue glass kittens that his wife insisted be on the front window sill. She put them there, he would move them. She put them back. Over and over, 30 or 40 years worth.

When his wife passed, he put those little blue glass kittens back on the window sill, to remind him of her.

My grandpa, used to complain and complain that he could not sleep through my grandmas window rattling snoring.

When she passed, he could only complain that he could not sleep without her snoring.

We have a large tray that our coffee pot, sugar, his coffee cup, a spoon rest and spoon sit on in our kitchen. Every day, when hubby makes his coffee, he sets the sugar on the counter. I move it to the tray. He takes it off.

It used to make me angry. Everyday. I really had to think of how much I would miss that if he were to pass.

Those little things. Those little rituals. How important will they be in the passing of time?

How are we rooted to these rituals?

I remember – They are exactly what life is about. And I smile.

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