Music became life On a full-size bed where dance Was called by my brother On his electric blue Fender With white highlights and magic. I was just little He was my hero, and is, Though we had our downs, He has gone ahead, but I Think of him often and all The talent carried In someone I could see, touch, Have play songs for me, I guess he jams with those who He could play in such detail. I still love the sound Of music turned up a bit loud My dancing is less Beautiful and precise, but The songs bring me back to life.
There are times when showing how things germinate and become seem essential to share. The above is a journal page. I think we all need to know that however our process works, it is okay.
Creativity can be messy. It can also travel in lots of directions to get to an end, and even then, we may wonder what we have. Learning to trust ourselves in our media is why I feel working every day is most important. Even when insecurity and doubt assail us, doing what we love is a refuge and something we cannot give up.
Prompt: Share something you are working on creatively, even if you feel it is still rough around the edges.
Gratitude: I got up today to sunshine and opportunity. I found some cool guitar jams. My workstation. I have great tools. Sodas.
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Do we too quickly Forget those we sudden lost? Do we count our love Easily replaced by one Who comes new into our lives? Do we pray Heaven Has sweet mercy on everyone? Days are short, life brief, Have we given in and up Because change is difficult? Are we listening To the cares others admit? Are souls important, Do we point them to matters Concerning eternity? Do we pray the end Of war, fear, pain, loss, hunger? Maybe we should act – We could become bodies Ministering toward LIFE!
It came to me that the Coronavirus crisis has some parallels to the devastation we felt after September 11th. Not so many were lost on 911, but we came together, forgetting all our divisions. Globally we need to do the same to recover and make the world better than it was before this disaster.
Tonight, I put on the music that came out to raise money for victims of 911. If you have some of those discs or MP3s loaded somewhere, maybe you could give them a listen.
Remember, if we all work together, there is almost nothing the people of the world are unable to accomplish.
These are my brand of haiku and tanka. I always have fun with counted syllables. Sometimes, the truth will take a chunk out of you when you work with these because being constrained seems to give the mind some ease with content.
Prompt: If you feel inclined, write some haiku and tanka of your own.
Gratitude: My appointment on Monday went exceptionally well. I am reading some great books. I went to Aldi and got some food. Having my little piece of real estate on the internet. I keep trying even when I am discouraged.
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Have an excellent downhill slide to the weekend. God bless and keep you always.