3/30/2016 Daily Prompt: Creative Short Story Journaling.
It is raining. Each pitter on the rooftop demands her voice to be heard. Sometimes they bleed into each other yet one in particular, in that exact second, manages to get the attention of my inner ear, throwing me off balance. When I cling to the idea that the one drop has more of an impression than all of the rest, I escape the moment. Time then signs off on control contracts. Then imagination states that I am not being fair to the rest because they are all justified in being dots of sound in particular spaces. Together, they paint a green canvas; apart, they die of thirst. Although I cannot see through the door or to the other side of the computer screen, water stitches DNA and molecules into a spring-ly street. I will not know about it until three days from now. My mind is on other tasks while the tusks of lilies strike the surface of worm food. There will be no blood, but love. Spring is a violent stage. Life kills death and stabs at eyes with color. It penetrates noses with abrupt, gorgeous shock. Pine needles no longer feel marginalized because they have their competition cut out for them. Rocks sing to their new sun god, and June bug larvae commit unselfish suicide by shovel in a refreshed, over-churned garden. There is a new elf in the land waiting to be crowned but the bees need to start placing sweetness in his ear before he gets his shield. Robins have been present all winter which is alarming. Cardinals spin like whirlwinds together in flirtatious flight. A bud comes to life. Dirt smells like dirt, replacing outdated nothing. Cracks in paint scream at pockets. But the rain will wash it all away.
Prompt: Write about whatever season you love in whatever way you want. Be as detailed as possible. I challenge you to two things:
Share your story with a child and get their feedback about it. Only if it’s child friendly though.
Share your story at an open reading somewhere around town.
Happy writing everyone.
3/24/2016 Daily Prompt: Getting Lost in Nature
Back in the 90’s, I was hiking in Queens Creek Valley Arizona up to some cliffs that we would all enjoy climbing once our gear was fastened and ready to go. I was the only female in a group of ecstatic males, chomping at the bit to get on the rock. I patiently waited for my turn which came not very soon, so wanting to be swallowed up by the beauty of the place, I went for a saunter into the canyon. In the vast expansion of peaks and rock, I became lost with no compass or clock. It came down to me versus geology and herpetology, wondering which boulder would reveal an awakening snake to a springtime sun’s vehemence of being locked up for far too many months. I forgot what time it was, but the sun didn’t. He hid his smile behind the crested ridge playing hard to get and warning of his not so loving brother NIGHT, looming in the last minutes of daylight. I succumbed to fear. Time floated around me like a monster in my dream. For a split second, I would die here but I had so much left to do in life so I couldn’t allow it. I asked for help from whatever crazy universe might hear me out there in the distance and then got up. I didn’t hear a voice, I just felt my muscles take me away from the limestone I was perched on. Being an extremely determined person, I set out like a pirate stealing booty to find my way back to the dude fest. I hiked until dark until I came across a barn in the distance that we passed on the way up the mountain. I had to swim a little pond to get to it which I did although it was colder than a snowman in his glory but just on the other side of the barn was the road that would guide me to a frantic group of dirty hippy men screaming my name and running around like a bunch of banshees. No one asked questions, in fact I hid the grin on my face within a concert of monk like silence. I grinned because I was there. The grin whispered that I was thankful to have found my way out because I was determined to not die that day and that many others who were not as fortunate had died in similar circumstances. I was young then and impressionable. I believed in the universe and that if I ask for what I need I would get it. I was a romantic and I believed in determination. The beauty of the place believed in me. The rocks believed in my feet and the ridge believed in it’s seasons. All was as it should be.
Prompt: Write or talk to another individual (face to face over coffee or something else; not through the computer or phone) about a time when you were lost in nature. If you never have been lost physically, did a particular place abduct your spirit for a period of time? How did it feel? How did your body, mind, soul feel? Describe in detail. I challenge you to do it with another person.
3/13/2016 Daily Prompt: Negative/Positive Space
Life cannot thrive without both light and dark. Just as stars wouldn’t shine without a black canvas, our lives would have no base to judge our humanity and existence’s vicissitudes in which we grow from. Without pain we cannot know happiness or even what to strive for in our journey’s. Many people use their struggle to help others both on a personal level and also to push evolution forward. Painting is such a different endeavor if you learn to paint from the negative space rather than the image as a focal point. Creating music based on focusing on the silence in between notes rather than on the notes themselves takes on a whole new meaning, feeling, and resonance. Trusting emotions and intuition needs the negative space of silence so that reflection can transpire from within, taking heed to the wind rather than outward impressions of others ideas. Everything that exists, is life. Acceptance is the ladder to the mountain of transformation and the beginning of truth. It is also a great place to start before shifting and evolving can take shape.
Write about positive and negative space that is personal for you. What is possible from the other side? The side you normally don’t pay attention to when reflecting on the action you want to take on a certain situation or problem you are facing. Think of the situation as a painting. What is the layout of the problem on canvas? Who are the players? What is their relationship to each other and how do the players move your eye around the painting so that you don’t miss anything that you are trying to convey to your audience? Paint the problem from negative space instead of the object as a focal point. How does this shift in perspective help you view it? Is it different? Did you notice something new? This can be done by creating a musical piece as well. Whatever instrument you play, focus on the silence in between tones and the feeling that comes from those silences. Does it change the tune? How about a poem? Start from the bottom of the poem and work towards the beginning. Does the end change? The feeling?
Enjoy the spring weather!
3/9/2016 Daily Prompt:
Write about all that you are grateful for. Everything! Do you love sitting in the sun? What are your thoughts about nature? Community? Write about all of the tiny blessings that happen every day in your awareness. No judgment, just keep the pen flowing.
3/7/2016 Daily Prompt: Creating Ritual
3/6/2016 Daily Prompt: Capturing Aliveness
I had so much to do yesterday and dragged all day UNTIL I turned up the volume on some music and started dancing.
What brings your aliveness back? Nature? Writing? Music? Art? Spending time with your children? Your Sunday challenge is to reflect for at least 15 minutes on what makes you feel alive. You can write about it or GO OUTSIDE AND SCREAM IT!!!!! What will you do today to feel alive?
This plant is alive.
This plant only feels at its best when it’s alive.
This plant owns the sun.
Be like this plant.
3/4/2016 Daily Prompt: Showing Up Big
How do you show up big? What do you do to prepare yourself before going all in on your daily interactions? What feeds your soul? Are you living accordingly to your value system? Do you ever walk away from an interaction feeling alive; buzzing with energy? Do you ever feel drained and know that you needed to say something or be bigger but you were not sure how to in the moment? What do you have to lose?
I dare you, double dog dare you to show up big at least one time in the next 7 days. I dare you to journal about the experience. I am curious to hear about your experiences so please share if you are so pulled to do it.
Create a wonderful day!
2/26/2016 Daily Prompt: Living your life from passion, not regret.
When I got off the road, I did so under the premise that I wanted to share what I learned while travelling with other people. I had many transformational experiences while travelling that completely changed my thinking and strengthened my belief that the universe always has our backs. One of the most profoundly changing experience was when we left Florida on a bad water pump with $50.00 in our pockets. We made it pretty far, to the western part of Texas actually, by stopping periodically to add water but we when reached New Mexico, the pump got so bad we had to do something about it. We didn’t have much money but went into a restaurant to split a meal and met a guy that was super curious about us who turned out to own the place and the auto shop next door. After learning about what we did for a living, he was happy to help get our van up and running and didn’t charge us. What are the chances? This experience led me to the desire to help others to see they are never stuck in life. The many transformational experiences while traveling gave me passion about helping others rise above limitations because they showed me that we are the only ones limiting ourselves from experiencing life. I have been sitting on Silent Moon for many years feeling stuck because I didn’t know where to start growing my business but recently I have realized I want to create my life from passion rather than regret so I leave you with todays prompt.
Prompt: How can your life experiences drive you to creating your life built from passion? What are your talents? What have you always wanted to do but didn’t know where to start so you didn’t pursue what your heart was telling you to do. When you are in the golden years, imagine looking back on your life and search for what you wish you would have done. If you go to the place, what do you find? Act as if today is your last day. What would you do if you have two hours to live? We all have talents and we are supposed to share our talents with others. If you felt truly in bliss, how are you showing up? You deserve to live the life that you desire, what is holding you back?
2/25/2016 Daily Prompt: Creativity Blocks
So I am working on this extremely challenging painting that may take a thousand years to finish, but it’s close to home and very exciting. I have run into a painters block and am stuck on getting the viewers eye to move around the painting as it is detailed on one side and I have no idea to portray an idea visually on the other side. At times I want to give up and let it be done as is but it has so much potential that I feel I wouldn’t be allowing the idea it’s full potential if I quit right now. I have a tendency to overthink all angles to a point where I feel exhausted but find those blocks lose their hold on my creativity if I just start painting. The only thing is, the painting ends up being different from the incredible museum bound piece that I have in my head. My house is clean and clutter is at a minimum yet I am still struggling with this painting.
Picture is for attention
Prompt: What disrupts your flow when in creative process? What does your environment need to look like to drive your best product out of your mind and onto canvas? What holds you back today? What made you a creative genius today? Maybe we can share some remedies on how to deal with and surpass creative blockage.
2/24/2016 Daily Prompt: Vulnerability without fear
Today I feel vulnerable but not the kind that separates me from everyone else. It’s the humbling kind, the kind that inspires wellbeing deep down because I know I am connected to the entire universe and part of that connection lies the ups and downs of life. It allows me to have empathy attacks for what other people are experiencing, it gives me strength of character to see through struggles and makes my belief in magic stronger, it’s the kind that softens my bow so that I bend without breaking. I used to feel fear based vulnerability often and would live in defensive mode and shut people out. I recently learned that lashing out is a form of vulnerability; I had never looked at it that way but I think it’s true. I watch my daughter lash out at times with her friends and realize it is usually in response to feeling left out, being yelled at, or arguing over a toy that she feels she isn’t being heard and is being overlooked.
Prompt: Write about a time when you felt vulnerable from both perspectives. One of fear and one of connectedness. How did you respond to it? Did you use it to help others or did it serve you in some way. Feeling vulnerable starts when we are children and makes us human. How can you use vulnerability to help you grow or soften you? Some people turn hard because they don’t want others to see their vulnerability; how could that be beneficial? Go!
Call for ideas on what you as the reader would like to write about. Please share any insights of what is important to you, what should be discussed that is not currently being discussed, your slice of reality.
Prompt: Check back this afternoon for todays prompt.
2/23/2016 Daily Prompt: Turn a Problem into a Comedy.
Think of something that is a reoccurring situation for you that drives you batty and write about the situation from a humorous perspective. What is your favorite Comedy? Big Bang Theory? Lewis C.K. standup? Place yourself in the standup comedian role and write your problem as a joke. What will keep your audience laughing? How does it end differently than usual? What is the setting? How do you win? How do you become the hero of your problem?
2/22/2016 Daily Prompt: Experimenting with jobs.
I woke up thinking about all of the jobs I have done in my lifetime. A co-worker warned that when he arrived at the gates of the golden years, he was astounded at all of the roles he had played through the years. It’s true, with every job we do, we gain skills and change our identity in some way. How can we not be astounded by our adaptability and bravery in becoming new again and again. Below is a list of identities that have tried me on; some are still with me, some were experimental and fleeting. Here goes:
Bread pudding maker, chiropractic assistant, corsair computer chip maker, rude wench on stage, art assembly and production, taxi driver, various social work positions, actor, musician, horse trainer, ranch hand, groomer, dog trainer, pizza slinger, convenient store clerk, animal adoptions, youth mentor, life coach, drill team choreographer, counselor, painter, cook, gardener, bus driver, limo driver, jewelry maker, traveler, school social worker assistant, security worker, property manager, program developer, office assistant, and rock picker upper in the middle of the desert (yes I was paid $10.00 dollars and hour). Within the sub category of social work lies another 5-10 positions. All of these positions have built who I am today and have blessed me with friendships for many years. It’s amazing to think about employment as a means to who we are rather than just what we do. It’s why I am extremely choosy where I work because where I work is what I am proud of and it’s who I am.
Who are you? What jobs have built who you are? Write a list and go further with it. How has each job influenced your growth in who you are? What are the gifts and were there major events that you can remember from those jobs? Was there a job which did not fit and you knew the first day you started it wouldn’t fit? Longest job? Shortest? Most meaningful and where did you grow the most?
I would love to hear your responses!
Make a great day!
2/21/2016 Daily Prompt: Endings and beginnings.
I had an opportunity to work with an amazing supervisor once that encouraged the team to always error on the side of compassion and deal with consequences later. She taught me about the realm of unconditional love, about non judgment and accepting people where they are at. When she informed me she was leaving the team, my heart dropped out of my chest and wilted. My entire being knew that my life would never be the same going forward and that an era had came to a conclusion.
Prompt: Write about a situation or person in which you knew a chapter was completing and your life will be forever changed by it. Who was around? What were you feeling? How did this situation leave a mark on you? How has it influenced who you are now? How did you know that you were embarking on the end and how did you motivate yourself to embody the situation and create a new beginning from it?
2/18/2016 Daily Prompt: Synchronicity
Yesterday a miraculous event happened for me. I have been applying for jobs in various “dream” states (places I have always wanted to live) and came across a “coach like” position at an arts school in one of these cities. I then texted my family member to let him know that I am applying in his state just in case I am offered a position there. After several texts back and forth, we came to realize that this position that I had just sent my app off to an hour prior is at the actual school that he works at. What are the odds? We haven’t spoken for months and there was no way of knowing that he works at this school. This situation comes at a time when I need to believe in magic to keep the fires flamed. I’ve been asking the gigantic cosmic ear to give me situations that will feed my curiosity and literally hours of asking, this happened so I am feeling refreshed with motivation and encouragement that I am exactly where I am supposed to be and making the right steps to creating the exact life that I want which is the impetus for todays prompt.
Write about a magical moment that fed your curiosity and reminded you that you efforts were not going unanswered. If you don’t recall a time, think of something that you would have pursued with more vigor had a magical moment occurred. There are tiny reminders each day to show us that we are on the right track; all we have to do is listen, be quiet and receive the answer, wherever it might come from.
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Daily Prompt: 2/13/2016
What is driving you today to meet the challenges that arise? How will you make the most of the choices you are facing and how will they reflect your purpose?
Daily Challenge: Write about a challenge you are facing today from a new perspective. Be as detailed as you want and think about it in a new creative way. Feel free to share on here if you want.
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