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Love and Magic
July 1 marked the beginning of Camp NaNoWriMo, a companion event to National Novel Writing Month. Unlike traditional NaNoWriMo, in November, participants in its ‘summer camp’ equivalent are free to edit or plan as well as draft their current work in progress. In my post Writing From the Heart , I talked about the origins…
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Feeling Happiness Return
This is what we pray for, when we pray for happiness to return: for our cloudless minds to register the echoes of our own footsteps and the waves of our breath, to smell freshly cut melons and dozens of roses when we walk past them, to laugh, to create, to celebrate with ourselves when our…
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Writing From the Heart
My current novel in progress is based on a magical land that my sister and I created as children. My senior year in high school felt tense and aimless. Some of my happiest moments were watching films like “Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street” and the “Merlin” miniseries starring Sam Neil, mixing steampunk…
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A New Beginning
A few days ago at work, I was in the breakroom watching an NHK news documentary about nurses in Japan during the early days of the COVID19 pandemic. A nurse was visiting with a monk, who told her a story about the Buddhist deity Quan Yin. Known in Japan as Kannon, she is the goddess…
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This is Now
This is now- the sweat on my forehead, the laughter of my siblings, and the sound of children playing on a warm spring night my mother calling my name, me running up the stairs to hand her something she forgot, and then hugging her goodnight the book beside my foot waiting for me to pick…
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The Fullness of Silence
I miss you. No- I miss who you pretended to be when you would have said anything to win me When I was all yours’, I began to see the cracks appear in your mask that was welded with veins of iron rather than gold: Sarcasm, Inattention, Lies; by then I was alone with you…
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The Scent of Lillies
The scent of lilies wet, fresh, sharply sweet, with a pulpy musk, catches my attention, and clears my mind; it reminds me of the dark, promising earth of spring beneath the green, sprouting grass, of long gone gardens and youthful days in a home left behind, it reminds me of the grace that has brought…
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My Happy Place
Everyone needs a space of their own, a place where they abandon the cares of the day, the thoughts weighing on their mind, let go and let loose a bit. For some, that is their home, where they can take refuge from co-workers, friends and family for some alone time with their furry babies and…
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Poem #2
Find a new home for your heart You took jewels from your eyes, and offered them in an open palm You honeyed your voice into a sweet lullaby to soothe, and softened your hands to caress You launched a thousand ships, and dispatched each one upon a mission: to heal to encourage to inspire these…
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Poem 1
What if is what we say when a dream begins to bloom in us, and the frost of fear breathes on it What if I’m ugly? What if they won’t like me? What if I said too much? What if I end up alone? What if I get hurt? What if I’m not the one…
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