I have a feeling it’s going to take me a few posts to really cut down to the heart of things. It is extremely important to me that you who read this series understand that I am not writing about mourning, or about surviving, because I think You! Too! Should! Be! Happy! I am not […]
Just With Me (survivor songs, #3)
Just With Me by Ramone Romero About The Artist Ramone Romero believes that God is real, personal, and still speaks today – often through visions, pictures and impressions in our spirits. Ramone’s art can be found at his artist’s portfolio and Facebook feed. His stunning paintings inspired by the First Nations Version Project […]
Should The Writer Write?
(The comments on this post are excellent and profound. They bless me again, years later, and offer a better answer than my own post to the question “Should The Writer Write?”) When these 31 days of writing have ended I will do a follow-up post about what I’ve learned–and I have been learning. But I want […]
Perform
There was a huge barrier to writing–and see, here I am writing about writing again, despite my noblest of intentions–that had its roots in a pressure to perform. One could say the same for living, for being. The pressure to perform draped my existence much the way a wet wool sweater might: heavy, weighing down. […]
The Writer Emerging
Emerge: move out of or away from something, and come into view. It was a day in May in Oklahoma, and 30 years had passed since shame had silenced her tongue. A mama now, that girl from long ago was lifting the window to listen to her children play in the spring-green field behind her […]
The Writer Coming Forth
“Lazarus, come forth!” –Book of John, Chapter 11 Where Adam had hidden, swathed by death’s foreshadowing, Lazarus laid literal, enshrouded within a tomb. Death had conquered completely, but when Jesus spoke, deep called unto deep at the sound of his voice, and Lazarus awakened. The magic is that when Jesus said come, he came. That’s where the magic happens for […]
The Writer Hiding
For it will be like a man going on a journey, who called his servants and entrusted to them his property, giving to one five talents, giving to another two, and to another, one. The servant who had received the five talents went at once and traded, making five talents more. The servant who had […]
The Writer Fearing
I’m not sure what fears snag me when I sit down to put pen to paper, or fingers to keys. Probably there is the pressure to hold up an image and then the terror of feeling that the words, once sensing freedom, may charge down paths ungoverned. The art, it has something to say. But I am not so […]
The Writer Cowering
One of the things that makes it so hard for me to write–even though in writing I find an avenue of peace, of life — is that I am totally bound up in a consciousness of other people. Other people think things, after all, and what if they think of me? As far back into […]