SINGLE STEP 365 ~ DAY 126

DAY 126

CHILL

Crisp air pushes through closed doors and windows

goose flesh rises, revives, reminds

the mind to be careful about what it lets in.

©jk
Juliet

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SINGLE STEP 365 ~ DAY 121

DAY 121

The death of Amy Bleuel side swiped me. She was a light in this dark world. She gave people hope, the belief that they mattered, and that their feelings were important. Since I learned of her passing, the idea of posting these 365 day posts seemed… unimportant. In my sadness, I realized I may be closer to my purpose than I ever have been.  The thing about purpose is that it can cause tension, pain, and nervousness. I’m not sure exactly where, how, or in what ways this blog will continue, but it will continue. Emotional turmoil and trauma is real. For too many people. Just because we can’t see it doesn’t mean it doesn’t cut to the core with razor accuracy. Amy’s passing was a collision of trauma, pain, and truth. Today I give my voice permission to speak and carry on, in some small way, her vision. So bear with me. My blog is still about writing words on the page, following my dream of being a writer, but now will also be about pulling words from the dust and depths of the unspoken and allow them to be heard.

You are not alone.

Juliet 

SINGLE STEP 365 ~ MINDFUL ~WRITE YOUR LIFE ~ DAY 62

 

WRITE A PICTURE.

Last week my son and I went to the Norton Simon Museum. It was inspirational. We took many pictures. Yes, it’s allowed there. This week we went back. Instead of taking pictures, I WROTE the pictures using my moleskin and favorite pen. Oil paintings, pastels, bronze and marble. I immersed myself into the art. What the artist might have thought, the colors, the textures, the beauty, the sadness.

Now I each is indelible. And all mine.

Degas dreams muted; Renoir’s tender eyes; Van Gogh’s angular bedroom; swirled fire mulberry; pink moment hangs over speckled sheep; verdant lush landscapes imprisoned in gilded gold; reverence and hushed voices; love spreads colors like tears; she lies seductive, her flowered black shawl drapes fleshy curves; veils drape transparent marble.

They say a picture is worth a thousand words. Life is so much more.

Immerse yourself.

Juliet

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