Be bold enough to use your voice, brave enough to listen to your heart and strong enough to live the life you have always imagined – A.A Milne
I love the wisdom of that cuddly bear who eats honey by the jar. When I get a little low I go visit the 100 acre wood and feel the warmth of friendship. Or I go to the GDG, there’s lots of company and warmth here.
I started my week the best way possible and urge you to do the same next week. I was very excited to read so many interesting posts on our Promote Yourself Mondays here at the GDG, a brilliant way to meet new bloggers. I met some amazing people and read amazing posts, I learnt about Celtic mythology, food reconstruction, singing with a heavenly choir, empty barrels and so much more.
But now please Come Sit With Me so I can tell you more about our Baristas here at the GDG. I have a Long Black in blue and a star spoon too. What’s your special brew?
The poem that kept me moving forward this week is from S Francis at Pointed Home. His poem “Notice Me, Little Things” is my favourite, he gives tribute to the little things in life, the inconsequential and easily overlooked things be it material or metaphysical. Do listen to Stephen’s spoken word poetry as you read his words. I like how the little things find a place to fit, unsophisticated and quirky, totally unconcerned about perfection.
I continued my reading of the fine Baristas here at the GDG and visited Eugenia’s blog BrewnSpew and loved her post Summer Passport, just the title itself was like an adventure going to begin, it was very uplifting and bright. Eugenia is so very good at reading other blogs and highlighting some outstanding writers, thank you Eugenia for the good work you do spreading the love!
I was so enchanted by Megha’s poetry post Dyslexia, and while all of her writing is superb this one stood out. She coins the phrase “dyslexia of emotions” and I was taken on a magical ride of words and thoughts. She writes: “I’m suffering from dyslexia of emotions, when joys and pain are hard to tell apart.” just a teaser of what her poetry holds.
I enjoyed Charles’ (The Reluctant Poet) poem I struggle to write in cursive. It would surely be sad to see good penmanship replaced by print. I remember the joy and pride of writing out texts in my notebook and I still journal this way, the written word has a deeper meaning when we feel its contours on paper. Thank you Charles for a very moving poem.
Beth Amanda has been a writer I have admired for some time now, she blogs as Midwest Fantasy Writes and her poetry is sensuous and gorgeous just like she is. This week her poem “Her Voice” showed the strength and softness of a woman as she reaches out and comforts someone with the femininity and sensuality. Linger with Beth for a while and she will touch the most passionate part of your soul.
Patricia Hampl – The Florist’s Daughter – “Why do writers write? After all it is dangerous. You can’t put much on paper before you betray your secret self, try as you will to keep things civil.”
How much do you write that is really personal and almost autobiographical? We think we are hiding behind words but readers can’t be fooled. Would you still write knowing this? I know some of you do just that!
I read the GDG’s regular contributor Devereaux’s posts on Asperger’s and Chemical Reactions of the brain, I applaud his honesty and trying to understand his complexity while seeking out his place in the world. His poetry is raw and so very original. These two in particular were stellar. “Aspergians thoughts on cheating” and “More light than you”.
My thoughts this week were inspired by Christine’s published poetry book Composition of A Woman and why we must express our thoughts. It made me ponder over writers who want to write but aren’t allowed the freedom to write.
Historically it was women who had that restriction. A very old yet wonderful book on sibling love is “Mill on the Floss” written by George Elliot, a man? No, she was a woman using a masculine pen name (the only way she could get published), she was Mary Ann Evans, and she wrote this book in 1860 using her lover’s first name. I suppose there was a reason for that. Was it her longing for both their relationship and for her writing to be exposed for what it truly was? Undeterred, she still wrote.
I also read about Beatrix Potter, the loved and cherished writer of woodland creatures and adventures, she contributed to science and natural history by relating her observations through stories, poetry and journals. Her writing has benefited generations of young readers. She too had to write “undercover” at a time when women weren’t allowed to vote and lived in the shadow of their husbands. Her writing inspired among others George Orwell, and a character in his allegorical book Animal Farm. Beatrice Potter chose to penetrate a male dominated field because she knew she was good at what she did. She believed she had something important to share.
I am very inspired by life stories and life itself. There are days when it won’t all be going well or going your way, but remember someone has walked that way before you. And your duty is to continue the journey.
Fredrik Backman, my current favourite author (I have a serious crush on him!), wrote in his tender heart story Britt Marie Was Here – about a woman past her prime but just discovering her presence in the world, he says “At a certain age almost all the questions a person asks himself are about one thing, how should your live your life?”
I think we all come to this point, some earlier than others, for his protagonist it was very late in her life, but she needed to be felt, to be wanted and to be there. She had always been there for someone else. She never knew how it was to live just for her. When you are alone and lonely, you can feel that. Finding that purpose is looking for the answers between the secrets and sadness you carry.
“If I had made it known how important it was to me it would make me vulnerable again” – Wendy Welch, Little Bookshop at Big Stone Gap.
Last week I challenged you to write something that mattered to you, something that made you vulnerable, and this week I am so excited to see the diversity at Promote Yourself Mondays, it is not easy to share your own blog post, you open yourself up to the world by declaring that was me and you wait for the response. I applaud all of you who posted on this GDG special feature, you are heard and you are celebrated.
So your challenge this week is to to write even if it is dangerous, be willing to share yourself.
I wish you a grand weekend and leave you with this favourite Neil Gaiman quote:
………. I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you’re wonderful, and don’t forget to make some art — write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can………
Hope & Light
“trust your heart if the seas catch fire” – e.e cummings