I have passed the half-way mark on my very unofficial goal of writing every day this year! It’s been a couple of months since I posted an update. Here’s the scoop:
is a sleeping dragon
the cave of my brain.
When she sleeps,
she sleeps deeply.
When she wakes,
she wakes hungry.Read More »
Dylan stood under the sickly light of the neon sign as the bus hissed and heaved itself forward. She checked the time.
Ten minutes late. Her mother’s disapproving tone rose in her mind, unbidden and unwelcome.
“That’s basically ‘on time’ for me, Ma,” Dylan muttered.
And look where that’s gotten you, her mother continued. You can’t show up to your first meeting late.Read More »
One of the side-effects of learning to declare myself a writer is that people believe that I am capable of writing things. I have people offer me suggestions and ask me to write things for them. Not often, but certainly more often than I did when I told people I was a teacher.
I understand that these suggestions and requests come from a place of honor and respect. The people in my life are saying “I believe you” and “I trust you”. As someone who holds being reliable as one of my strongest toward values, this means A LOT.Read More »
The bell above the door rang cheerfully and Melisende felt a bit of tension melt away. Surely such a lovely sound could only portend positive change. A woman behind the long counter looked up.
“May I help you?” she asked with a beatific smile. Her plump, matronly body and cats eye glasses reassured Melisende even further. The castle was full of friendly, helpful women who looked just like this one. Melisende had grown up trusting them with her every need.Read More »
On Monday, Karen woke up with a dry mouth. Her eyeballs itched a little and her head felt tight. A check of her calendar reminded her that she had a pre-work meeting scheduled with her boss, she had to call the insurance company during lunch, and it was her turn to bring snack for her daughter’s soccer team. She took two Airborne, drank an extra bottle of water and crossed her fingers.Read More »
At the farm, we begin each circle by reviewing Don Miguel Ruiz’s Four Agreements:
- Be impeccable with your word.
- Don’t take anything personally.
- Don’t make assumptions.
- Always do your best.
Often Sara asks the participants which agreement causes them to struggling the most. Agreements 1 and 4 are like breathing for me. If I am alive, I am practicing them. Agreements 2 and 3 have eluded me for 40 years now. Even now, after 2 years of intense effort, it takes all my concentration to even get close. Yesterday, as I contemplated the question of which is the most challenging, I finally decided that it’s the assumptions.Read More »