Maybe it is such An easy thing for some, but For others proves a trial, Errors Continue adding up, Dark clouds fill the horizon. A refusal to quit Being, dreaming, hoping, Unfathomable As specific thoughts may seem An allowance meted freely, Possibly altering faith, love. Holding To knowing life – Assured in greatness; Never giving up, Victory counted dear, very near, Climb, effectuate blessedness.
The heart within me Beating with the light of love, Though left all alone, To face the fear, carry through, Be much more than I can do. Holed up, held at bay Unable to face another day; Yet, I hide the pain, Lift myself from covers warm Heed the day, for I was born Not to quail in storm To engage my plight over Adversity prevail In terror’s coffin, place nails Somehow grasp strength, overcome. In a voice drawn from Heroes of the distant past Firmly standing now, I become a dignified need, To in this moment, succeed. Still, the sword maintains Its vigil over my life At any time, can Fall, but I shall have faith, grace Freely given, shall keep me safe. The heart within me Beating with the light of love, Though left all alone, To face the fear, carry through, Be much more than I can do.
Whatever could it Be, coming such great surprise, From lands far away To please fancy fantasy, Developed in happy times? The container gives No clue but from whence it came, And useless guessing For almost anything might Signify the producer. Jewelry, toys, clothes, At affordable prices, Tools, appliances, Fill needs temporarily Providing a range of choice. Without such shipping Many would go without items, Enriching bare days Of impoverishment, lack, Better being than nothing.
As a prompt, take a photograph or create a visual work of art and write something relating to your image or artwork.
A 365 Creativity Project seems daunting initially, and even later, there are times quitting might be more manageable. I did this before with a sizable increase in my creative output than if I did not commit to it. 2020 was a good year in this regard. If you want to produce more work, I recommend building an achievable goal and holding yourself to it.
I am grateful:
I have electronic devices. It was a dry day. Sam’s Club cooks chicken. Music lifts spirits and inspires. Clothes protect and conceal us.
I am still working on the site, watch out for the yellow tape.
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2020 is almost over. It is a year most of us are glad to transition from into a new year. Many of us have suffered extreme losses. The coronavirus put a pall over much of our normality. Death and loss have become daily companions.
There are reasons to hope that 2021 will bring more healthful and prosperous times. There are vaccines for the virus which will become available for many in the coming months. As there are more travel and commerce, the economy should recover.
As we advance, new and better habits will improve lives. Writing every day gives an outlet for dreams, goals, and practices. Journaling develops voice and facility with language. Creation in the visual arts can teach patience and process.
Calm and quiet help deal with chaos and discomfort. Reading is an excellent learning tool and enjoyable entertainment. Seeing characters deal with adversity can facilitate hope.
On a personal note: I am beginning a new journal and closing the book on 2020. There have been bad and good, but I am spending this evening with Richard, who is very dear. We became close during this year of extremes.
I hope all of you celebrate this thing called life because it, today, are what is given to us. Find someone or something you love and give yourself to it. Being happy is a right, and love is a reason.
Ring out 2020, bring on 2021. May the coming days be a blessing for all of us.
I think I will be carrying on my Creativity Project for another year. Do you have a 365?
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At times, like this, I want to write, but words escape my grasp like loose puppies run away. I do not know why it must be this disaster. I practice enough; no blocks should bar my way.
There are moments where we doubt our competence, fear we will never live up to our potential, but we make a way every day we are alive. There is need to allow the mind freedom for a spell with pen in hand, or keyboard ready. Time to pulverize the block is what letting go, making peace gives. No matter their direction, being with the words opens space to explore the workings and play with the pieces.
Every sentence may not fit the book, novel, poem, story, but each one reveals a part of the reason. If we are lucky, the puzzle comes together effectively. There is no secret; it is all a secret. Words call us to make use of them as productively as possible. If we write, we know it is all magic and mirrors inside us and the territory we must survey.
Writing every day is the best action to keep my imagination nimble and creativity flowing. I recommend the practice.