When I began this blogging quest, I wanted my blog to reflect what I experience in my personal identity search, "You never know what you're going to get!" I go on more bird walks off the intended path than thought humanly possible. Perhaps this tendency is an addiction to the new or maybe just an …
Day 25 “Homespun Creativity”
Ok, I've hit the wall! Daily posting proves rigorous for this full-time teacher and at times I will miss the mark. The posts will still be numbering although they will not coincide with the day's date. I am also working on categorizing them better for finding past favorites. With that said, here is day 25 a little late: …
Day 24 “Renaissance…”
Creativity is a continual rebirth. Every inspired moment rejuvenates—whether a new creation results or not. However, a fresh project invigorates soul. For us inspirational types, combining our art, writing, photography etc. touches spirit as well. When "what we believe" transforms into visual forms, the belief becomes a little more personal, meaningful, and real. I, …
Day 21 In Search of my Blogging Identity “Women of Wisdom Arise”
"I am but a vessel... on a good day...of what heaven speaks…truth integrated into life…but on a bad day… Do you believe we can be like a pitcher pouring inspiring words for thirsty souls? We not being truth but housing truth? Perhaps this concept troubles some because they know what they are like on a …
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Day 6 “In Search of my Blogging Identity”-Brain Switch
Something magical happened after my morning writing. I became entranced with creating a header for my new creativity blog. The potential of Photoshop CS3 fascinated. I found logic giving way to artistic impulse; much the same way as when floral designing. I go into this "creative zone," which is extremely relaxing. Perhaps it is a switch from the left …
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A Time for Taking Inventory
As I look towards the New Year and coming decade, the desire to take a personal inventory prevails. My burgeoning artistic projects and passions have become unruly. Like a plant that outgrows pot and climbs up and over the garden wall; runners stretch out in all directions while roots dig deeply firmly into my life's soil. So much to …