Community member Linda Zeppa mentioned the “Intuitive Writing” process she shares with others through her practice. I connected enough dots to find her inviting website. I am not sure I am familiar with the “place” where Linda shares her gift – the Margaret M Center for Intuitive Arts in Issaquah, mentioned here. The helpful hints on Linda’s site are delightful. I am grateful to have heard Linda’s voice during “Tuesday’s With Deborah” this week, also to have found Linda’s site and practice.
I am a temporary “dog owner”: At least for the next ten days. I offered to help dear friends out and “volunteered” my daughter (who LOVES dogs) to watch a small, well-behaved and rambunctious Daschund named “Lily.” (My daughter is happy happy, for she loves “dogs and cats” that much.)
Lily, isn’t trouble or very high maintenance, but then again, it is like having a toddler in the house. When she has a need she makes it known and stays on point until it is met BECAUSE she is single-minded of purpose. She has lots of little needs to be met that are keeping Bronte from staying on point with homework which impacts me, and I find it “amusing.”
Lily wants to play or be played with or take a short walk or nap on her terms. She snaps to attention from a sleeping state when someone walks by outside, growls or barks, causing a ripple through the room that was previously quiet or filled with the sound of a clacking keyboard.
Morning routine is quickly established by day two. Daughter up “on time” with the help of “alarm dog” Lily to lick her awake. Lily is fed first, Bronte feeds herself second, lunch is made and we head out the door to get Bronte to school and hopefully we are all walking. Cold, cold mornings we were running later than desired so I break down and drive B to school then drive onto the park to walk me and Lily at Crossroads Community Park, a staple in my life.
I’ve been making laps at that park for nearly six years now and I never tire of the seasons being played out in the trees that leaf and bloom and molt and recycle their leaves and berries.
I call this community place the Park of Little White Dogs for so many of the dogs are little and white. Not all of them are but many are some shade of white. Apartment living means downsizing on the dog one can and may have, if they must have a dog.
The second morning I am walking me and Lily, this morning in a fog as thick as white smoke (not pea soup…far too cliche…and this fog isn’t green!) I am greeted more warmly than normal by other fellow dog walkers. It is as if they see me as one of them.
I am talking aloud more when I am with Lily, because even though she doesn’t exactly talk back, she is taking in all I say with her eyes and ears. So as we take laps and greet dogs and their walkers, we are chatting up about little stuff. And I experience a mixed feeling.
As sweet as it is to have a dog to walk, a companion to talk to, I am also feeling frustrated that I can’t speed-walk like I am more accustomed. We MUST take moments to take in the smells in the grass, by the tree trunks and of course the other dogs. Do I really need to be so driven on my morning walk? Is it really a race? I’m overcome by the urge to slow down.
Once back from our morning outing, she initially bounces about the warm front room wanting to play some before curling up in her nest of blankets on the couch. She “powers down” for a few hours, not a care in the world, but always waking to gently bark when an outsider’s footsteps are picked up outside. Then it is back to sleep. What a life!
And what about me, after my morning walk (with or without a dog to keep me aware of the value of slowing down to take in the scenery)? I now have a calm in my entire body caused by walking away all the excess energy and want to do one thing only.
I’ll hunker down and get some writing done in an order pre-determined yesterday. I’ll do my best not to be distracted or procrastinate or give in to playing too much (smile). I’ll address one writing assignment at a time in the pursuit of less for greater impact.
My guru/teacher this week is an observant and engaged wee small black and tan daschund who requires of me the right kind of attention at the right time who always has a willingness to engage in play. Play and self-care is good for this writer’s soul and creativity.
As of today would you believe that we have collectively added NINETY-SEVEN posts to this community site? 97…
Bravo to the contributors of November who are stretching their writing wings in some cases, DAILY, and not just 5x weekly but even as much as 7x.
I love that y’all –who know who you are– are all over this community site and as we turn a corner and reach the half-way point of November’s Challenge, what are your goals and intentions for the second half?
Pete DiSantis, NuYawKa DiSantis, whom I saw today at Unity of Bellevue, said, “Oh, I’ve been posting daily, took a break one day, but yeah then, I am posting five times weekly or better.” And he’s come to realize it is not that hard to find 100 plus words to capture a thought or a memory.
Scott Bell, who flaunts that fact he blogs infrequently in a humorous voice on Tuesdays, has been both active and funny as always.
Steve Kenagy and Fai Dawson who write with me each Thursday night, I so love seeing your posts beyond our Writers Gathering in our notebooks, scribbled frantically in timed writing prompts!
Leona Rehm, you are a fine, wise and funny writer and especially when you allow yourself to just write what is on your heart. Your posts have been wonderful. Thank you, may we have some more.
Paul Zohav, I have noticed a refinement and evolving tone of voice that I find humorous and thought provoking and I like it VERY much. And I used VERY intentionally, SO, LIKE I was saying, UHM, thanks for your attentions to the distinctions in language.
Gerald Grinter, your prose roll off my silently reading tongue and your tell it like it is way of storytelling TOTALLY works for me.
Joni, as I expressed in our most recent chat via IM on Facebook: