Tag: reaching
Reaching
Be proud of any attempt you have made to reach beyond the walls of your comfort zone. It is that stretching, reaching for something new, that keeps life progressing. Continue reading Reaching
Checking In
Launching this website about three years ago was one of many steps to externalizing my dreams. I am an introvert with anxiety and depression and, well, issues. My writing and art had always been private, as I never considered it professional. But it occurred to me that no one begins as a professional artist. What makes you a professional is taking the steps that lead … Continue reading Checking In
Edge of Ending, a poem
Edge of Ending Barely holding on now, So close now to the door, Thoughts spinning windingly, Freer than before. It doesn’t have to make sense. Life isn’t grammatically correct. Imperfect but determined, A matter of matter of fact. These lines are not straight. These thoughts are not so narrow. These lights are not guiding. These bones have not but marrow. But if tips of fingers, … Continue reading Edge of Ending, a poem
Brain Fog, a poem
Brain Fog I’m trying to concentrate. I swear I am. But my heads all foggy And I’m losing to the demands On my mind and on my body So I’m curled up fetus-style, Waiting for someone to tell me I can stop for a little while. But I know I’ll try again. I’ll drive toward completion. I’ll get up and carry on, Without focusing on … Continue reading Brain Fog, a poem
Too Early to be Late, a poem about success
Too Early to be late It’s too early to get up but there’s so much to do. Can’t keep going like this but he Has to. All about the money and These nice things he has. Maybe he’ll try to lower His class. Tired of decisions about Everything from clothes to food. It’d be great if they’d tell him what To do. But that’s no … Continue reading Too Early to be Late, a poem about success
A New Chapter of Your Life
Your life is a book. It’s your story. You write it every day. Did you know that? Have you taken control of the author or narrator’s role to move your own character through their story arch? Sometimes I forget that the things I do are the result of my own decisions. Sometimes I get angry or bored or frustrated with my life. We all are … Continue reading A New Chapter of Your Life
Cobblestones, Part 1
And she asked Sydney about death. “Do you fear death?” When Sydney did not respond, she continued. “Some say if you don’t fear death, you aren’t living well. But I don’t know. I know death is part of life, but still…” “Hmm,” Sydney considered. “I think there is nothing to fear about death,” Sydney said. Her brow furrowed. “Of course there is. Everyone fears death.” … Continue reading Cobblestones, Part 1
Depressed, but still kicking
Friends, I am told I might be worrying some of you… Continue reading Depressed, but still kicking
Wearing My Will
I have been told my whole life that I don’t have style. They were wrong. If their goal was to beat me down until my wardrobe was completely full of things that are boring, or that don’t feel like they are mine, they were successful. I gave up slowly. I tried to wear fashionable things but was told I didn’t look good in them. I … Continue reading Wearing My Will
Lucidity Lamb 