Write. Write because you have too.
Write. When no one is looking.
Write. Because if you don't you might love somebody...might
kill somebody.
Near the end of 2009 I found myself with a small case of writers block. It wasn't that I was "stuck," I was "placed." I placed myself in several small compartments although I screamed to the world that I don't fit into boxes. Compartments were my way of compromising.
Write.
I'm writing in a place of de-compartmental-ization.
I've begun a 31/31. I'm writing a poem per day. There's no website in charge. It's not boot camp intensive.
It's just right. Write.
Join me.
Monday, January 11, 2010
Saturday, January 2, 2010
Yes
Yes. Such a simple word.
It's implications are many.
Yes to love or chocolate brings about one feeling.
Yes to mass murdering or tripping someone in Target brings about another feeling.
No? Yes.
I was a cliche' resolution setter. Each year though I invest more and more
into the act of evolution as opposed to resolution. There is never a simple resolve, unless of course it's--yes.
Yes to breathing more. It's useful.
Yes to drinking more water. (With lemon.)
Yes to saying No. Without guilt.
Yes to learning how to give and receive compliments.
Yes to trust.
Yes to knowing when you know what you know what you know is indeed what you know.
Yes to sleeping.
Yes to being wide awake and present.
Yes to laughing.
Yes.
Yes to downward dog.
yes to fresh fruits and veggies.
Yes to self-love...all levels.
Yes to rejection letters.
yes to letters of acceptance.
Yes to waitlists.
Yes to new friends.
yes to maintaining old friendships better. (Call people. Call people. CALL PEOPLE.)
yes to consistent journaling.
Yes to unresolved issues.
Yes to completed circles.
Yes to beginnings.
Yes to not knowing.
Yes to sage.
Yes to unconditional love.
Yes to writing.
Yes to teaching.
Yes to maybe.
Yes to yessing.
Yes to Namaste.
Yes.
Yes.
Yes.
Which brings me to no.
No to fear.
No to doubt.
No to more than 3 cups of coffee per day. (Baby Steps.)
No to fucked up music lyrics.
No to gratuitous profanity.
No to mistaking "nice" for letting non evolution setters to talk to say things that make a person wanna just...do more than say no.
No to tears in the throat.
No to staying late.
No to self imposed stress.
No to holding back.
It's implications are many.
Yes to love or chocolate brings about one feeling.
Yes to mass murdering or tripping someone in Target brings about another feeling.
No? Yes.
I was a cliche' resolution setter. Each year though I invest more and more
into the act of evolution as opposed to resolution. There is never a simple resolve, unless of course it's--yes.
Yes to breathing more. It's useful.
Yes to drinking more water. (With lemon.)
Yes to saying No. Without guilt.
Yes to learning how to give and receive compliments.
Yes to trust.
Yes to knowing when you know what you know what you know is indeed what you know.
Yes to sleeping.
Yes to being wide awake and present.
Yes to laughing.
Yes.
Yes to downward dog.
yes to fresh fruits and veggies.
Yes to self-love...all levels.
Yes to rejection letters.
yes to letters of acceptance.
Yes to waitlists.
Yes to new friends.
yes to maintaining old friendships better. (Call people. Call people. CALL PEOPLE.)
yes to consistent journaling.
Yes to unresolved issues.
Yes to completed circles.
Yes to beginnings.
Yes to not knowing.
Yes to sage.
Yes to unconditional love.
Yes to writing.
Yes to teaching.
Yes to maybe.
Yes to yessing.
Yes to Namaste.
Yes.
Yes.
Yes.
Which brings me to no.
No to fear.
No to doubt.
No to more than 3 cups of coffee per day. (Baby Steps.)
No to fucked up music lyrics.
No to gratuitous profanity.
No to mistaking "nice" for letting non evolution setters to talk to say things that make a person wanna just...do more than say no.
No to tears in the throat.
No to staying late.
No to self imposed stress.
No to holding back.
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