Writing

WAKING FROM A DREAM

I did a little disappearing act around here and reappeared in Boston, specifically Massachusetts General Hospital.  A dear friend was being induced; and we thought it would be a good idea if she had an extra set of hands around.  I’ve seen both seasons of Call the Midwife; I’m qualified right?!

What an experience, to be in the room when life enters it. It still feels like a dream.

I cannot say enough great things about the entire staff we interacted with.  Momma & Baby are doing very well (Dad too!).  And now I will have more than enough to write about for weeks to come….

BABY DREAM

Some Things

Houston Sunset

It’s been entirely too beautiful this week to sit inside and work on my computer.  We had an impromptu picnic and subsequent sunset witness that was fantastic!  I also went on a leisurely morning walk and enjoyed to cool (i.e. low humidity) air.  But here are a few things that I did stumble across and that I want to finish reading.

Everything really is bigger in Texas (y’all).

I have not stopped listening this station all week.

I re-read this provacative article about “having it all”.

I want to take a closer look at this curated home.

My meditation word for the week has been “confidence” (and I needed it real bad one day this week).

A good writing quote to remember (and motivate)!

I just started this book last weekend and hope to finish this weekend!

Happy Week-ending!

Summer Writing Workshop Schedule

The dates are set and I’m ready to write!  I’m trying something new this summer and instead of trying to organize several six-week sessions, I want people to just come and write when they can.  Summer is full of unpredictable schedules, but you can count on getting your creative fix at SWWS every Tuesday and/or Friday starting in June.

So the schedule is as follows: Tuesdays 6:30-8:30pm & Fridays 1-3pm. ($20 per session) || Saturdays June 21, July 19, & August 16 from 9am – 1pm ($35 per session) *If you just want to come try it, your first session is always free!*

SWWS has also joined Instagram.  I’m not a big fan of most social media, but this is a platform I can get behind.  I’m a lover of words + pictures and I’m excited to engage fellow creatives in this unique space.

Hop on over to Salt Water Writing Studio to learn more about the method I facilitate and to sign up!

Houston Summer Writing Workshops

P.S.  I had lots of fun creating this flyer in the studio!

weekend scene

It was in fact a weekend of beautiful light… early morning, each evening, inside, and out…

It was great to meet and greet folks this weekend and ever better to talk about my writing workshops.  I’m so excited to start writing with other people again.  It’s magic making.

May 2014 Weekend

1.) The light at my studio | 2.) A new book to explore | 3.) An engaging painting

along came a (white) spider

White Spider

I have weird dreams on a regular basis.  Wait.  I have CRAZY dreams on a regular basis. (I’ve talked about that before.)  Well Sunday night was no exception.  This time I was walking naked through the grocery story while talking on my cell phone.  And I hated that I didn’t have clothes on, but I thought everyone should just have to deal with it.  Then upon leaving said store I was driving home and was pulled over by a police officer.  I was trying to negotiate getting out of a ticket for flashing my brights at someone who had theirs on.  I was also hoping he wouldn’t notice me being sans clothing.  I don’t really remember too much after that, I think I woke up.  But I do remember that at some point – prior to going to the store — I was standing outside on a deck and there were bugs falling like leaves in the fall.  And these bugs I noticed were white spiders.  I remember thinking in my dream how peculiar it seemed.

Yesterday morning, after I wrote my 3(+) pages, I went to my handy dream interpretation guide to look up the meaning of spiders (no particular color — because who dreams of colored spiders) and I found this:

To dream of a spider represents feeling trapped or hopeless. A negative situation that feels inevitable or impossible to escape. Beliefs about things that you think are permanent or will never go away.

Alternatively, spiders may reflect irrational beliefs. Powerful insecurities that prevent you from doing what you want in life. Irrational fears that prevent you from enjoying yourself, or powerful desires for things you don’t believe you can ever have.

Positively, a spider may represent a positive area of your life that is intricate and patient. Inevitable success based on skill. This would usually be represented by blue or white spiders.

Folks I am working hard these days… and this feels like a good omen that it’s going to pay off!

P.S.  The police officer bit has to do with discipline (hello Morning Pages challenge!).

P.P.S. It took everything in me to be able to search for a picture of a white spider.  Me & bugs (of any kind) aren’t exactly what you would call a good combination.

original image here

weekend scene

This is more of a weekend reflection rather than scene.  It was kind of a funky weekend.  I’m feeling the need to chop off all my hair so that’s usually a flag that something else is going on.  I’m needing to feel in control of something.  So instead of running headfirst into some scissors, I gave this little space a facelift.  It was long overdue and I’m happy with how it’s turning out.  As always, a work in progress…

Also this weekend was a little weird because I intentionally didn’t take any photos other than the one below because the light was just so nice.  I’m trying this whole “be present” thing.  The weekend was indeed full…of the prosaic and the peculiar.  We made it out to the Saturday Farmer’s market and ate the most deliciously fresh breakfast tacos as well as spent some time at the studio.  I organized two months of neglected paperwork (i.e. unopened junkmail and a bag full of receipts!) and caught up on Downton Abbey.  (My official opinion of the season so far — meh.  But I’ll probably keep watching.)  And we had a few unexpected conversations and interesting “serendipitous” moments.  I’m always trying to be aware of those little signs in life that point of down one path or the other, but usually it takes a freight train and a bull horn until I get it.

I am officially on Day 3 of my personal challenge and so far so good.  I even wrote first thing on Sunday morning which meant writing at 5:30 in the morning.  I absolutely LOVE that when I was talking to the hubs about not being sure if I should try to write before we did our early Sunday morning thing or just wait until we came home at 9 and he said, “…I know, there sure is a lot that happens [on Sundays] before 1st thing in the morning!”  Touche.

But it’s been like the well was bursting at the seams and already since I’ve uncapped it, the words are pouring out.  The first day alone I wrote six pages and if I had all the time in the world I don’t know when I might stop.  But day-jobs are calling and I must answer…

Church Window