#OTR50 Day 36: Clean Slate
Clean Slate Some evenings When the weight of the world feels heavy It is important to give oneself a break. Take a deep breath. Go to sleep. Start over again tomorrow. 329 Days to go.#OTR50
Read MoreOn the Road Past 50: My internal zephyr… from fluttery wisps to whirlwind tempests
Clean Slate Some evenings When the weight of the world feels heavy It is important to give oneself a break. Take a deep breath. Go to sleep. Start over again tomorrow. 329 Days to go.#OTR50
Read MoreFirst challenge received from my Day 34: Game of Three Words Post comments: Peace, People, Progress. Remember from my ramblings during yesterday’s post, that this was a game for little kids in the car. As such, idea was kid’s fairytales, silly satire, and outright crazy. Most of the time the goal […]
Read MoreThey were usually outrageously silly or crazy short. Only occasionally would they become elaborate. Regardless it was a fun game for all . . . even when the words were ridiculous. Three words because I have three kids. However, even when we had more or less in the car with us, the game was three […]
Read MoreWhite spaceNeedling to be filledWanting for words Daily dose of selfNeeding to be realizedFinding of words Ideas formingNeeds becoming truthsWriting my words 332 Days to go.#OTR50
Read MoreThis week has been about juggling all the usual stuff along with the addition of keeping Luna’s spirits up. The poor baby was attacked by another dog resulting in stitches in her ear as well as a drain near a puncture wound in her neck. When she first came home, she was so very sad. […]
Read MoreI’m feeling encouraged. On my way. On the road. No clarity in the destination, but that feeling that if I keep on keeping on it will appear in the distance. A map will form itself with navigation to move me from this point to that point.I may not be sure what is going to pour forth from mind into word. But here is the crux of what I’ve learned in the first month. I don’t need that clarity to begin. […]
Read MoreIt’s one of those nights where I’ve waited too late in the evening to write. I’m tired and worn out from a rough few days of late nights working, sleep interruptions from random life things such as kids returning home late, loved pets being injured, late night powerpoints, parenting challenges, etc. as well as just […]
Read MoreFor the past hour plus, I’ve been sitting on my comfy chair with Cagney snuggled up against me. I’ve been reluctant to begin writing because one of my kids has been playing their acoustic guitar while singing Beatles tunes. As a parent there are few things more awesome then enjoying your child find the thing […]
Read MoreI remember reading or hearing somewhere that it takes 28 days to form a new habit. I’d been looking forward to day 28 with this idea that I would feel some sense of being truly on my way with the #OTR50 project. In my mind, I equated getting to day 28 similarly to hitting close […]
Read MoreAs I’m working on finding the lost writer within me, I’ve been finding myself listening more deeply to lyrics while driving. Musical poetry can grab my soul. It can pull me in and bring tears to my eyes. It can make me dial up the sound so that I can’t hear myself singing along. Lyrics […]
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