Category Archives: fear

It’s Not Just About Creativity

I needed a prompt today, so I Googled “creativity quotes” and found this one. I had never heard it before, but it seems like a wonderful way to focus my intentions for the New Year. I want to grow into … Continue reading

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I Have No Words.

I have no words because I’ve been comparing myself to others again. I’ve been following new disabled writers who write with fire and passion to advocate for themselves and others. I’ve been reading new novelists  whose words flow together as … Continue reading

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Loving The Twins Called Creativity and Fear

I I always thought that if I kept writing, kept creating, one day I’d find that the fear had lessened or even disappeared. I knew it hadn’t happened yet, but I still hoped it would be true. Until I read … Continue reading

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Marching for Justice

Happy holiday weekend, y’all! I wonder how many of you wanted to attend the January 21, 2017 Women’s March on Washington like I did. The logistics quickly made me realize that wouldn’t happen, but I stumbled on an alternative that … Continue reading

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The Art of Activism

I love my friend Patti Digh. She is someone who knows how to put feet on her beliefs and put them into action, as well as being able to tell stories of her life in a way that makes a … Continue reading

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For All of Us

  I apologize to you all for not finishing last night’s post. I usually remember to write before taking my night meds. Last night I didn’t. I don’t remember how long sleep took last night, but it wasn’t that long. … Continue reading

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Hello, Darkness, My Old Friend

I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will … Continue reading

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