Photo by T. Chick McClure Women are threatened for speaking their minds. Some people get scared. Some people want us to stay covered and quiet. Demure and unintrusive, we are asked to be humble, be gentle, feel happiness in slavery*. These oppressors are afraid of demanded changes. Afraid of women raging against the dying of the light. Women are people. We are your mothers, sisters, … Continue reading We are ever present
Photo by Paul Gaudriault City of Lights I’d always thought of planning a trip to Paris. In my youth, I had grand thoughts of ‘finding myself’ as I traversed the European countryside. Those dreams, scoffed; left to die in fear and irksome day-to-day life, were never really forgotten. Merely shelved for future dreams. Adventures. Walking the streets with my camera, eating delectable pastries, sipping coffee … Continue reading City of Lights
Photo by Jack Anstey Our Adventure Seeing the world through your eyes together reclaims my joy for life I have been absent for far too long, my Three Line Tales writing friends ❤ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I linked up — why not take a whirl, it could be fun for you too! From Sonya, Week 145 Three Line Tales, Guidelines: “Check the TLT page for the full … Continue reading Our Adventure
Comfort can take many forms, be in what makes you comfortable {my gown and comfy robe} and what is comforting {nature, writing, drawing, coffee, tea, cookies, my boys, homeschooling, family, home}. Nothing helps me through my days like my faith in God. Through Him, all things are possible. Though just having faith that there’s something bigger than myself, than my life, is such a comfort. … Continue reading Comfort
As an eclectic-unschooly mama of tween/teens, it’s important that I also pursue my passions. It’s not like when the children were small and I guided their interests with mine, now they are old enough, mature enough, and compassionate enough to also support my interest-led learning! As a result, I’m exploring my writing and sketching with the outdoors. I stumbled across this fun-looking group and I … Continue reading The Wilderness Quest
Typical procrastinator I’ve been longing for some time just to write. Alone. In the house. By myself. After a thorough cleaning, walking the dogs, cleaning up the house….my desk was ready for me to write at!! Then… I had to straighten the couch, water outdoor plants, and clear off my desk before I could start. I’m so happy we changed the orientation of our office … Continue reading Typical Procrastinator
A post written by one of my first followers, Ashley, at Mommy Lane Adventures, expressed her ‘Fear of the Blank Page’. I can totally relate. When I wanted to move from simply journaling to writing, I started participating in NaNoWriMo. Though I’ve just restarted this blog in the past few years, I started writing in NaNoWriMo with my children years and years ago. As eclectic … Continue reading Writers Block
Image by Bikurgurl Thanks for stopping by for Week 74 of 100 Word Wednesdays! I’m out traveling the Midwest of the United States and have had much more time to read and enjoy your work this week! Pictured is the street I grew up on as a child. My story this week, The Sidewalk, is my 100 words about this street. As some of you … Continue reading Wind-Up Week 74: 100 Word Wednesday
Image by Bikurgurl When I look down this sidewalk, I remember sunny days, skipping with friends, walking to and from school. I remember the warm tar in the street, squishing between my toes, which lay in the spaces between slabs of concrete. Our house, the only one with real, live hunting dogs, snakes, and even once a rooster, was my refuge from hard days of … Continue reading This Sidewalk
Image by Bikurgurl On this island is where I found myself. Not realizing I was lost, I had wandered for years and years: my soul is full, my heart is happy. Out here, in the sun with the whispers of the surf in my head, I have found peace beyond understanding. Serenity beyond comprehension. This rocky shore, these crashing waves are my home, my release, … Continue reading I’m Home
