Writing & Creativity

I try to start each day with the intention to pay attention. Throughout the day, I stay aware and attuned to any ideas for my writing that present themselves to me. They often appear unbidden, sometimes gifted to me subtly. Other days, they are presented like a bonk on the head.

Childhood is characterized by an endless stream of 'firsts,' periods of profound learning and discovery that lend a unique thrill to life. But when adults resist embracing the beginner's mindset, how does that hold us back?

One woman attending the retreat was an intuitive, who was offering readings to those of us who wanted them. Mine was scheduled for Sunday, right before our departure. She invited me outside on the deck for privacy, pulled two chairs together, and sat. Before my butt was in the other chair, she said something so matter-of-factly, I nearly fell off the deck.

Although I’m a "recovering" perfectionist, I like to get historical facts and word usage right. So, it’s incredibly easy for me to go down research rabbit holes.

Looking back on my writing, I recognize that I’ve written mostly for a reading eye other than my own.

Without hesitation or emotion, I told my husband, “We’re going there.”

I strongly believe in the a connection between self-expression and mental health.

The first time I realized that holding back what I want to say/write can cause me physical distress was when a friend offered me a Reiki session.

Reading unveils the realities of diverse cultures and experiences, promoting compassion by challenging our prejudices and expanding our worldview. Can writing do that too?

Even if you’ve never dreamed of being a full-time writer, the belief that art is risky has likely still affected you in some way. Many cultures buy into the idea of the “starving artist,” that it’s impossible to have a fruitful and abundant life as an artist of any kind. It’s safer to be an accountant, a teacher, a grocery store clerk… any of the thousands of traditional jobs that give us a regular paycheck, that give us the illusion of security.

Watching the three-part PBS series Southern Storytellers had me thinking a lot about what it means to me to be from the South, how much of my identity is tied to this place.