Holy Snickeys! I never knew why I was so interested in bubble gum wrappers, the little quotes attached to tea bags, quotes on napkins, signage and whatnot. With that said, my best thinking comes to me while raking leaves and cleaning gutters. You know I saved the world many times while raking leaves, but didn't take enough time to write them down! Rats! One year, I wrote a Haiku every day based on "Walking with my Shadow" (on the trail with my dog named, you guessed it Shadow). And once again, I posted them on FB, but quit that social media years ago, so they are somewhere. I love to think of my words blown into the universal wind. I do love finding inspiration organically and through serendipity. As the poet Billy Collins stated, "Someone must be the scribes of the mundane...to record what the squirrels and hummingbirds do daily." I mean you get the gist. Thank you for making all my "note collecting" feel sane.
You write so beautifully. I can envision everything you expressed. "The scribes of the mundane." I love that. Whether we write it out or tuck it away, making note of our lives and thoughts matters.
Thank you for your reply. I have always loved to write and tell stories. I was a teacher for 30+ years and one thing the kids always knew, "With Charvet you will always get a story!" Someday I will put all my thoughts together; you know my "Golden Years" plan. Until then, I will keep believing in magic, the supernatural, and keep tabs on the squirrels and birds. I will say what I mean and mean what I see while remembering I belong to the "weirdo club" -- “Blessed are the weird people: poets, misfits, writers mystics, painters, troubadours, for they teach us to see the world through different eyes.” You made my day.
This may seem odd, but I get my greatest inspirations about writing or creating either in the middle of the night (which is most often) or while in my swimming pool 3 days a week for an hour of aerobics. Those two times are my quiet dreamy times when I solve problems or get creative ideas. I don't meditate, I just think.
As you know Lesley, opening to new ideas, listening to the still, deep voice, has been my work for sometime. Often, I wake at 3:00-4:00AM (my bewitching hour) and something I've been wrestling with at the studio is now clear in my mind and I know how to proceed. I can see it. Being creative takes time and thoughtfulness. Thanks for being a part of my growth and thanks for all the provocative thoughts!
I refer to this waiting game I play with creative thought, art or even cooking as “catching a feather”. I have parakeets, and with them comes their loss of soft downy feathers. They drift on air currents slowly to the kitchen floor. Once upon a time I tried to catch them, creating more air currents propelling them higher into the air. I had to wait for them to float down. No grabbing allowed.
When one of these great feelings or knowings lands, I am filled with excitement and must begin putting it together. I know it will guide me, make some turns and twists and my role now is to enjoy the unfolding.❤️
Holy Snickeys! I never knew why I was so interested in bubble gum wrappers, the little quotes attached to tea bags, quotes on napkins, signage and whatnot. With that said, my best thinking comes to me while raking leaves and cleaning gutters. You know I saved the world many times while raking leaves, but didn't take enough time to write them down! Rats! One year, I wrote a Haiku every day based on "Walking with my Shadow" (on the trail with my dog named, you guessed it Shadow). And once again, I posted them on FB, but quit that social media years ago, so they are somewhere. I love to think of my words blown into the universal wind. I do love finding inspiration organically and through serendipity. As the poet Billy Collins stated, "Someone must be the scribes of the mundane...to record what the squirrels and hummingbirds do daily." I mean you get the gist. Thank you for making all my "note collecting" feel sane.
You write so beautifully. I can envision everything you expressed. "The scribes of the mundane." I love that. Whether we write it out or tuck it away, making note of our lives and thoughts matters.
Thank you for your reply. I have always loved to write and tell stories. I was a teacher for 30+ years and one thing the kids always knew, "With Charvet you will always get a story!" Someday I will put all my thoughts together; you know my "Golden Years" plan. Until then, I will keep believing in magic, the supernatural, and keep tabs on the squirrels and birds. I will say what I mean and mean what I see while remembering I belong to the "weirdo club" -- “Blessed are the weird people: poets, misfits, writers mystics, painters, troubadours, for they teach us to see the world through different eyes.” You made my day.
This may seem odd, but I get my greatest inspirations about writing or creating either in the middle of the night (which is most often) or while in my swimming pool 3 days a week for an hour of aerobics. Those two times are my quiet dreamy times when I solve problems or get creative ideas. I don't meditate, I just think.
Not odd at all! i like the idea of water and inspiration floating in.
I love to read everything you write Lesley, so inspiring, whatever the form.
From Ailsa with love
Reading this from you down under is a wonderful way to start my day here in the US. Thank you, Alisa. May you be well.
As you know Lesley, opening to new ideas, listening to the still, deep voice, has been my work for sometime. Often, I wake at 3:00-4:00AM (my bewitching hour) and something I've been wrestling with at the studio is now clear in my mind and I know how to proceed. I can see it. Being creative takes time and thoughtfulness. Thanks for being a part of my growth and thanks for all the provocative thoughts!
To be aware and open is a gift.
I refer to this waiting game I play with creative thought, art or even cooking as “catching a feather”. I have parakeets, and with them comes their loss of soft downy feathers. They drift on air currents slowly to the kitchen floor. Once upon a time I tried to catch them, creating more air currents propelling them higher into the air. I had to wait for them to float down. No grabbing allowed.
When one of these great feelings or knowings lands, I am filled with excitement and must begin putting it together. I know it will guide me, make some turns and twists and my role now is to enjoy the unfolding.❤️
Yes, Susie. You've got the magic. Little feathers everywhere.
Fascinating, truly, your very own specific world, and how familiar some of it feels to me in my core.
xox
So interesting, Lesley. I recognise so much of this.
I am glad you can relate, Julie.
Lesley…in your poll I was feeling greedy and wanted both choices. Your writing is always thoughtful and inspirational.
Freedom of choice - why not both!
The voting is going just as I expected! Your writing is such a good thing for me, for us who read what you offer. Thank you.
Thanks, Lynne.
Excellent and thought-provoking start to my morning for which I thank you.
Again!
Thanks for starting your day with my writing.
Love your writing
Thanks, Cheryl. See you soon.