it's just me knocking...

Usually, I'm very decisive...

This one time, however,

I find myself just in the doorway.

In the Quiet of Summer

Searching and finding.

~k

That Red Rose

I needed a simple collage

today

to even out the clutter in my brain.

It felt wonderful to touch beautiful papers

and smudge a giant glue stick. 

Then,

the task of writing focuses my brain,

clarifies my thoughts,

and brings me

centered into the moment.

aaah.

~k

The Promise...a Journal Page

Cheers to a new day

that holds promise

~k

Hopefully Healing...

End of March.

91 days of 2012 and I am not impressed. By me.

With shaking limbs and

loss of muscle strength,

I want,

no, I need,

for this to end.

So, when we write and journal,

do we write to remember, or do we write to forget?

To let go? Or keep?

Like history, to not repeat?

~k

Journal Therapy

 After work, I went straight into my Creative Space.

Frustration and irritation and dumb rules, be gone.

The cool feel of paper

the stickiness of glue

the grunge of an old brush

the freshness of a new supply

the richness of color

the scent of a marker

Fast fingers

no more thinking.

I feel better.

Let it all out.

breathe.

be.

~k