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Musings and reflection Prompted Self-Realization

December 1 – The Life I Deserve

by Trish / 01/12/2020

Bombarded with phrases meant to keep me humble (you get what you get, it is what it is, that’s the way the cookie crumbles), or inspire loftier aspirations (life is what you make it, you’re only as good as your last haircut, success isn’t going to crawl into bed and snuggle unless that’s your job or whatever), it can be difficult to find that place where I’m sincerely engaged with contentment. I really hesitated when using the word “deserve” in…

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Musings and reflection Poetry Prompted

Nov 11 – Collapse

by Trish / 11/11/2020

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Tear it down,these walls that support a roof we’ve convinced ourselves is necessary to keep us dry.Let it fall,this structure that defines our perspective by denying us the broad expanse of sky.Light it up,rekindle the flames that makes us crackle with passion and remind us how to live.Open wide,the arms connected to a heart that remembers how to not just take, but to give.Pass it up,that thing we think we should do, though it doesn’t make us sing.Walk away,from people…

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Musings and reflection Poetry Prompted

Nov 10 – Free Write

by Trish / 11/11/2020

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I strive to stay relevant,most especially my self.Playing catch up is a constant,because being left behind is a reminder I might not matter. This brain is a gift,this mind made of matter mattersand it means more if I mean to use it,meaningless if I don’t. The stories don’t merit much unless they’re told,they would grow old and turn to dust,words sifted out and repurposed,re-homed,resentful of the lack of application when they are fully awareof the places they could have gone.…

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Nov 9 – Balance

by Trish / 11/11/2020

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A state of equilibrium is far more intoxicating than one might realize. There is a place, somewhere between calm and frenzy, that finds me most at home.I don’t always need it to be neat, but I sure do love when it’s tidy.Everything just so, without much effort makes for a sensation that everything is going to be fine. Because it is.It always seems to work out.Things tend to centre.What do I need?That’s what will show up, every time. What I…

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Fiction Prompted Self-Realization

November 8 – The Wind

by Trish / 11/11/2020

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“I listen to the windTo the wind of my soulWhere I’ll end up, well, I thinkOnly God really knows” -Cat Stevens No one could say who had first named it. Nor when it first appeared. As high as anyone could imagine, and not a soul had ever made it to the edge along ground level. Not to the east, nor the west. A massive wall of shimmering light, or was it fog, or was it where matter dissolved from what…

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Fiction Prompted

Nov 7 – The Last Time

by Trish / 09/11/2020

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“That’s what you said the last time.” “Well this time I mean it!” He nodded sardonically, rolling his eyes with an exaggerated motion sure to make her laugh. She did. And then grew serious, her smile as level as a near-constant state of bemusement would allow. “I do mean it. I’m going to stop getting in my own way. I’m going to stop finding distractions so appealing. I’m going to stop letting myself off the hook, and follow through on…

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Poetry Prompted

Nov 6 – Seduction

by Trish / 07/11/2020

Seduction can be as simple as the line of a legin your line of sight. For much of the movie she’s curled up tight.Ensnared by plot,she gives not a thought to the slow stretch you catchfrom the corner of an eye in the muted dark. The light of the screenthrows a calf muscle into relief andthere is a sudden tensingin reactionto her relaxing. A hand that knows the contour of that legas intimately as it’s owndesires connection,a brief pause for…

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Musings and reflection Prompted Self-Realization

November 5 – Free Write

by Trish / 06/11/2020

So there’s no topic in particular today which means that everything is on the table. I’m going to close my eyes and see what happens. Whenever people ask me what I write, upon finding that I am a writer, I usually say, whatever shows up. It’s been a while since I did that.And yes, my eyes are closed. Let’s see how familiar the keys are, how easily my finders find their way around. I have no intention to edit, but…

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Nov 4 – The space between

by Trish / 05/11/2020

That blessed happy medium where the pendulum gets to rest, to wait, to pause between the rising swell of inhale and that resultant rush of exhale to find peace again at the bottom. It’s the crisp glow of dawn, the muted tones of dusk, a place of progression, a stopgap en route to future tense. An inch or two away from ebb, and just falling short of flow, It prefers colour within the lines. It sounds like a hum, a…

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Poetry Self-Realization

Nov 3 – Cracking a jar

by Trish / 04/11/2020

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Cracking a jar of something, surely.That’s the problem with throwing out fragments of ideas without any followthrough. I think, I’ll definitely remember what this is all about whenever I can get back to it, but it’s rare that the original thought stays intact very long without any flesh. I might have been referring to my secret desire to can things. To have a whole cupboard dedicated to tins of tea, a pantry of preserves, a stockpile of soups. I guess…