I Write To Understand. I Write To Stop Time
We wordsmiths write to make efforts to reach each other – to play with words, sculpt them and mold them to our uses. Then, as intelligent human persons, we know that much of huamn communication is nonverbal. For me, as a drug and alcohol counselor with homeless people, trying to get them to tell me things they don’t really want to tell me, non-verbal communication is sometimes as important as verbal.
Continue reading “Beyond the Words: 3 Steps in Reading People”
There are two kinds of people in this world: cat people and dog people. That’s what it boils down to. And I, friends, am a dog person. I was looking over some favorite puppy pins on Pinterest before coming back to wordpress.
Am I the only one who narrates what dogs do? As though I can really read their minds? I don’t think so.
Continue reading “Seven Exercises to Read Your Dog’s Thoughts”
Language is an ever evolving tool of connection between humans, and making up new words is fun. I even see this happen among my homeless clients, work which normally has lot of frustrations, heartbreaks and disappointments. But the wordsmithing efforts offset the difficulties. Continue reading “Ever Make Up Your Own Words?”
After a difficult afternoon dealing with prospective landlords and realtors, as well as the fear that we may not find anything in time, I took to the soothing process of Art Journaling. Just a bit, with simple materials of markers, pens, and pastels.
Continue reading “Creation and Exploration Heal a Rough Day”
I love this week’s travel theme proposed by the blog Where’s My Backpack? – Arches. There is something so logical and orderly about them, yet still artful, that my organization-loving brain just delights in seeing them. They’re not a product of straight lines, like a rectangle, but have the arced grace of a swan’s neck. I think they’re beautiful.
What would the Super Hero Version of you look like? Would you be muscley? Wear a breastplate of gold?
I’m sure this is a common question in most circles of friends (otherwise, who are you hanging out with?) When I saw the title of today’s daily prompt, “Literate for a Day,” and it made me think of what my superpower would be, if I was a super powersy person.
Tonight, in preparation for writing this post, I asked my husband what he thought was weirdest about me. Ever the tactful man, (because this can be a slippery slope) he brought up something innocuous: My enjoyment of Hindi movies.
Last Thursday, I had to attend a mandatory CPR training at work and was subjected to THE MOST sexist instructor I’ve had to deal with, like, ever.
I have had this crappy idea about becoming a mother. But before I confess to the Silent Priest of Public Scrutiny, please understand I do not mean any insult or disrespect with these ideas. This is my own hang up, I know.
I may be cheating with today’s Daily Prompt, but I have recently decided to blog about things a little closer to my heart, as I think they make for better reading, so I feel empowered to take some liberties. The prompt was to take a story I had heard and embellish it for the sake of story telling, but this is going to be a little different:
I am going to take a story in my memory, a true story, embellish it with another, equally true story, and then just go on from there. 🙂
Continue reading “Not Just A Warm August Nap – A Bionic Hip!”
I Didn't Just Wake Up This Morning With A Craving 