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Art, Health Advocacy, Multiple Scerosis, Narrative Writing, Poetic Medicine

14-Day Blogging Challenge: Day 4

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14-Day Blogging Challenge: Day 4

“One Thing About Myself”

What is voice?   Cambridge Dictionary Online expresses the English definition of voice is the sounds that are made when people speak or sing .  Voice can be [the right to] an expression of opinion.  Voice can be an important quality or opinion that someone expressed, or the person who is able to express it.  To voice is to say what you think about a particular subject.

One thing about myself, I hear a voice from within, saying, “Let me out” and I’ve been discovering ways creatively to do just that.  When I was a youngster, around the age that children are, when exploring and learning to speak on telephones, I, and probably like many others, would want to answer the phone.  My parents didn’t have a problem with my answering the phone; however, once when having received a call, the person who called had a problem with my having answered the phone.  A statement was made that “children should be seen and not heard”.  I have often thought of that voice and statement, especially when I’ve refrained from expressing myself.

I would describe myself as having a tendancy toward being introverted.  I found the definition expressed on URban Dictionary interesting to read.  I do tend to be found at home.  I’ve often spent time in libraries and quite places.  I do like to think, and at times, when I’ll say that I’m thinking, my husband will sometimes then say, “Oh boy we’re in for trouble.” I also enjoy spending time by myself.

Furthermore, I delight in socializing and I love talking to my family and friends. In addition, I love communicating and socializing through social media.  So, maybe, I’m not so introverted after all.

While I worked in corporate settings, as a bookkeeper and accounting manager, I mostly worked independently.  I have since discovered, and am grateful, that no longer working in a corporate setting, I have the opportunities to “Let my voice be heard” through my writing and the arts in which I am passionately engaged.

What is one thing you’ll share about yourself?

Art, Health Advocacy, Narrative Writing, Poetic Medicine

14-Day Blogging Challenge: Day 3

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14-Day Blogging Challenge: Day 3
“My Power Words”
Believe
Courage
Hope
Trust
Honor
Encourage
Inspire
Survivor
Caregiver
Carepartner
Patient
Patience
Sensitivity
Empathy
Connecting
Read
Write
Quiet
Nature
Mountains
Valleys
Heat
Cold
Fire
Ice
Water
Fiber
Thread
Yarn
Fabric
Needles
Quilting
Knitting
Crocheting
Beads
Wire
Tools
Art
Creative
Beauty
Electricity
Energy
Poetry
Narrative
Storytelling
Meditation
Breathe
Mother Earth
Sacred Space
 My question for you: “What are your power words?
Art, Health Advocacy, Narrative Writing, Poetic Medicine

14-Day Blogging Challenge: Day 2

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14-Day Blogging Challenge: Day 2

“My Greater Purpose and Mission”

 

My greater purpose and mission is to help others through sharing in a love of living life creatively and continuing to learn, no matter whether one is in health or being the survivor of illness.

Please ask yourself: “What is your greater purpose and mission?”

Art, Health Advocacy, Narrative Writing, Poetic Medicine

14-Day Blogging Challenge: Day 1

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14-Day Blogging Challenge: Day 1

“What I Would Like to be Known For”

My journey begins on this 14-Day Blogging Challenge. Here I am, on Day 1, commitment made.

I am being asked, “What do you want to be known for?

I want to be known as a good Wife, Sister (SibSis), Carepartner, Friend, and Health Advocate.

I want to be known as a writer of narratives and poetry, fiber artist, and author.

I want to be known as a great positive, playful creative force extraordinaire, encouraging and inspiring others to celebrate life.

I want to be known as a good storyteller and tell stories through my photography, quilting, knitting, crochet, beading, and as a creator of art.

Might you also like to share, “What would you like to be known for?”

Cancer, Health Advocacy, Multiple Scerosis, Narrative Writing

April Snowdrops

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20150326_180208_1In the activities of the day, I might have drifted to a place –

Oh – how – wonderful,

Spring you have arrived,

Seems more nearly than in actuality,

Still a white blanket covers earth,

When the air is crisp,

And smells fresh and clear,

April snowdrops peeking through,

Awakening to this new spring season,

of a nose taking in the fragrant

flowers, and freshly mowed grass.

Health Advocacy, Narrative Writing, Poetic Medicine

First Day of Spring 2015

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20150320_164309Arriving home today, first day of spring 2015,

after a routine scheduled doctor’s appointment,

looking at the winter landscape,

with feelings of being in awe,

having snowfall on the first day of Spring 2015.

Wondering of the miracles to be seen beneath the blanket of snow.

Yesterday, a landscape having just begun to show,

the signs of springtime’s shining green foliage,

beginning to appear.

Fully absorbed, enjoying the last day of winter,

the bright rays of sunshine,

a day comfortable and safe for strolling outside,

walking, with eager anticipation of more days like this to come.

20150319_161819My vision,

looking toward the vibrant,

beautiful blossoming,

of the red and pink flowering azaelea.

http://www.slate.com/bigideas/why-do-we-feel-awe/essays-and-opinions/dacher-keltner-opinion

Narrative Writing, Poetic Medicine

What This Winter Has Afforded Me

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Feeding Time at Horowitz Hacienda in the Pines
Feeding Time at Horowitz Hacienda in the Pines

Looking,

out  windows,

of  the house.

 

Many feet of snow,

above the bumper of the blue car enveloped,

looking like a softly white puffy cotton cloud.

 

Outline of  pottery,

frogs,

barely showing through.

 

Earthen color,

reminder,

of  warmer days.

 

Foliage of Blue Holly,

and Climbing English Ivy,

eaten by a family of  hungry deer.

 

Icicles hanging from the roof,

a skating rink,

at the bottom of the stairs.

 

A time for being,

inside,

enjoying winter’s hibernation.

 

Furry dog,

who snuggles,

licks my face.

 

Taps me,

to tell me,

let  her out.

 

Will soon be,

glad to have,

her coat of fur removed.

 

Slinky soft cat,

who sits atop,

a pillow near my head.

 

Nuzzling,

for me to scratch,

behind her ears.

 

Arousing me,

to get up,

and let her out the door.

 

Sometimes, too,

hiding,

shadow in the room.

 

Waiting,

to spring forth,

upon the unsuspecting sadie dog.

 

The two of you having become good friends,

sitting side by side, and kissing,

makes us smile.

 

Creating art,

and time to explore,

the artist in me.

 

Daily meditation,

conversations,

and feeling love,

of family and friends.

 

What is such a mystery, Mother Earth,

underneath,

the mounds of snow.

 

The colors of the tree bark,

changing during winter’s season,

colors of sap appearing to flow.

 

Buds on trees,

i’ve seen,

a swelling.

 

Autumn leaves,

blanketing,

the flower beds.

 

Snowdrops, Crocus, and Hyacinths

will be the very firsts,

we see of spring.