Grrrl Chillin

Grrrl Chilling Studio by J.A. Kauppinen

As I sit down to write this #MondayBlog today, I realize I am late. However, I won’t worry about that. I’m getting one in long before Tuesday, which makes me happy. Speaking of joy, I feel good today. Why am I happy, you ask? Especially when: There are 540 fires burning in my province and, even in Vancouver, the air quality is BC’s worst in history and the worst in the world. I am stuck indoors in hot temperatures (no air con) because I don’t want to risk endangering my health any more than it already is. I would love…

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In Honour of My Friend Who Is In Stage Four – One of Her Favourite Poets

Fear Fear of seeing a police car pull into the drive. Fear of falling asleep at night. Fear of not falling asleep. Fear of the past rising up. Fear of the present taking flight. Fear of the telephone that rings in the dead of night. Fear of electrical storms. Fear of the cleaning woman who has a spot on her cheek! Fear of dogs I’ve been told won’t bite. Fear of anxiety! Fear of having to identify the body of a dead friend. Fear of running out of money. Fear of having too much, though people will not believe this….

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My Story | Our Story Welcomes – Jane C. Colby

  It is my pleasure to welcome and interview Jane Colby on our blog today. Jane has been writing for many years. She has a BA Hons (1st) specializing in creative writing, and was a school principal until she was hit with a severe case of ME from a virus related to polio. She runs The Young ME Sufferers Trust. Her blog is at www.methenewplague.net/blog.   My Writing Process I was very happy Terry Gibson invited me to join her to discuss my writing pursuits. I got to know Terry through Twitter and found her own blog inspiring. Recently she…

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“Come As You Are” by Carol Orsborn

You have only one sacred duty: to make your spirit available to others. You do this by sharing what you already are in this and every moment. If you are loving, you share your loving. If you are suffering, you share your suffering. If you are healing, you share your healing.   Why waste precious energy arguing with God about what it is that is yours to share right now, worrying how your broken bit could possibly be of use.   Trust that however unlikely it may seem, without your piece, the universe would be incomplete.   Carol Orsborn, Nothing…

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My Loneliness. Embraced? New Blog Post from Terry Gibson

Loneliness is the certainty that I have felt that way right down to my core for most of my life. It didn’t matter in whose company I was at any given time. It is seeing the child molesters, cheats, liars, and otherwise bad people in my family, thrive and live in comfort into their old age–while I could face homelessness and utter poverty in an aberrant heartbeat. Loneliness is realizing that being a good person—which matters to me–does not change reality or guarantee a thing. It does not mean everything is going to work out all right.  Although I choose…

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Hold On – A New Blog Post from My Story Our Story

  I cannot hold on to old humiliations. I cannot let them seep into present-day interactions with friends, colleagues or my spouse. When I write these thoughts and feelings, they startle me with their power. They frighten me by their power. I cower and writhe under scrutiny from their power. Sunday evening, I fell prey to that might. My defences were down. Stress and defeat had tired me out. Suddenly, I was hit by an onslaught of subconscious memories. The sting of a fresh welt. A creaking bed. Stepfather grating my nerves raw. Laughing. My cheeks flushing hotly over an…

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After A While – Veronica A. Shoffstall

After A While After a while you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul and you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning and company doesn’t always mean security. And you begin to learn that kisses aren’t contracts and presents aren’t promises and you begin to accept your defeats with your head up and your eyes ahead with the grace of woman, not the grief of a child and you learn to build all your roads on today because tomorrow’s ground is too uncertain for plans and futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight….

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Grace

The day we met, class was starting and I faced you, sat opposite you in circle. You were not shy about showing people, you said. Still, you weren’t speaking to me and I had not ventured out into the world since my brother died. I was shy, nervous, my balance jarred with every smile, name and conversation. When I unexpectedly saw the scar left by surgeons who removed your left breast to cancer, I was taken aback, not because I was repelled by what I saw or thought it wrong to show it, not in the least. It was only…

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