2022 Creativity Project – March 29

I swept the leaf fall and sticks off the trampoline today. I found algae growing in the seams at the edges. I tested those places; they seemed alright. The springs have rust, but that usually means little.

I took a tether hook and twisted it into the ground to hold Wookie. I arranged music and settled my other stuff. Wookie liked being out.

I was tentative about jumping, mostly walked around that air walk way one does on trampolines when not using one in ages.

After only three or four songs, I was done. My knees did not appreciate ny choice of any.

I cannot rock it like I once did. Being out was different. I will have to adjust.

The Spring is a languorous dream stretching from Winter to Summer. It will have one believe it is destined to stay, but one learns seasons are fickle. A sweatshirt for morning, a tank top for afternoon. Relief tied to the phases of the moon. Long walks in.dusky dark holding hands with someone who cares. Dreams made real if not come true.

I wish the best of all things for you.

I am making this short, I had to take out my contacts and my glasses are a bit outdated.

I hope you have a wonderful Wednesday.

2022 Creativity Project – March 28

1
There is a feeling,
Extraordinary, when
A new book opens
And the reader goes within
To travel worlds, places, times.

2
Reading is such joy
To be caught up in story,
A shiny new toy.

3
It is cumbersome
Bumbling through every day,
Searching for a way
Outside the hive of struggle
Into a higher state, life.

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B&W Self Portrait with Shelf
© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Prompt: Imagine the first time you opened a book, create…

Gratitude List
I am grateful:
1. The day is near ended.
2. I caught the exuded matter from Tribble’s eyes before it got worse.
3. I managed to leave the house for a few minutes.
4. The pants I recovered washed up well.
5. Tomorrow is another day.

2022 Creativity Project – March 27

New Beginning

March takes her final bow
And breathless all await April
Where Easter will grace us
With the promise of resurrection;
May we each find what is best
To give our souls rest and turn
Our hearts to new spings of love.

Listen to the breeze carrying
The birds’ songs of joy
Breathe in the sweet scent
Of flowers newly bloomed
Let prayers for peace, healing,
And better days reach Heaven,
Find God’s benevolent grace.

2022 Creativity Project – March 26

TANKA

1
Listening to songs
My mind wound its way to you,
I wondered if you
Were nearby or far away;
Let it be, for peace, I say.

2
I heard it said once
You can be a gift so stay,
Take your pain away,
Speak love and be most welcome,
If hurting, friends, leave lonely.

3
I collect as can
Whatever things I may find,
But more I desire
A love that will warm like fire,
And set every heart to sing.

Gathering Trinkets

2022 Creativity Project – March 25

Gathering Trinkets

We read or study to learn about what surrounds us. We create to discover ourselves. Both are beneficial, but sometimes when the world overwhelms us, and we feel we are losing ourselves, we need to go within and bring out the treasure which can help us hang on.

Sometimes an idea appears that we recognize as necessary, but we let it fade away because of the many things that lead us apart. Next time a vision of such quality presents itself, make it work. Life is too short to ignore inspiration.

To have the best relationships and even better brief encounters live with love and share it freely. The more love we share, the more we have to give. Love is infinite; it only waits to be given away.

Recognizing the call of temptation as something injurious is a step toward freedom. We do not always need what whispers to us; some things are beyond our means. Looking at what we want carefully and remembering those things we need can prevent disaster.

Often boredom propels us, placing us on paths toward what is not ideal. If things begin to get stale and staid, turning to creativity and putting brains, hearts, minds, and hands to work may halt disaster. Creativity can feel like love or sometimes a blessing, a prayer sent through activity.

You are a gift, infinitely precious. Shine, shine, lend your light to a world weak with defeat and trouble. Reach your hand out to someone who needs someone. God bless you – every day, in all ways.

Prompt: Find something that encourages or inspires you and get busy creating. Articles, books, essays, poems, and stories cannot write themselves; art cannot make itself real; it takes the action of a creator. YOU make it happen.