Tag: Inspiration

Fall Back Friday!

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As usual, I sat down at the computer this morning, ready to work on the day’s writing projects. Even though the daily prompts are usually enough to get my creative side moving… it just wasn’t happening for this normally active brain! But, I did wake up far earlier than normal today. Unfortunately, my peppermint tea just isn’t cutting it, today.

Anyways, I thought to visit the photo archives, hoping for some inspiration, motivation, or any other kind of __ation that might encourage me to get something done.

Have you ever gone through your image archives from earlier writing seasons, discovering that you can remember which photos went with what writings? For me, it’s like a imaginary baby album!

Can you believe that I started writing my first full Fantasy/Fiction book just two years ago?

No, it’s not published… yet. It’s fully finished but as I’m my only editor, agent, and publisher, it waits.

I went back and found all the beginning baby pictures that I used for Tilly, Brutus… and, our favorite flying squirrel. They were all so adorable…

It’s shocking, to say the least, how many thousands of images my albums hold! And, yes, I said thousands. Don’t judge! Now, I’ll admit that my collections have gotten a bit out of hand, but surely, I’m not the only photo hoarder that ever owned a bookshop on our WordPressame Street!

So, I think it’s only fair that I should put your literary feet to the fire here, as well! Come on… be honest! On a scale from 1 to 10, 10 being the worst picture propagator out there, and 1 being unable to hold a smartphone in your hand, which are you?

Take your time…

No rush, or anything…

Seriously, I can wait…

Here, have a snack while you gather the courage to be truthful about your hidden hoarding habits…

The Great Toe Epiphany!

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Funny thing…… God hid my sunglasses this morning! What does this have to do with a toe, you may be asking yourself? Well, it happens to be what made it all click for me, this morning, right in the middle of my walk. I am an avid walker, whether it be for fun or just to breath. Because of this love, I find myself on a trail nearly every day, putting my feet through a grueling treck.

In order to get myself out there each day, I have a regular routine that enables me to leave my house…I am not a big fan of too much stimuli…I make a big cup of coffee, take my vitamins, and begin the layering. I start with my ears and put music in, to block out distracting noises, then move on to layering against the weather, and finally my surface armor to close out the rest of the noise ( A beanie, neck scarf wrap, all the layers hooded up, and yes…sunglasses!

When I walk on the trail, my sunglasses block out everyone, and allow me to let myself go. Now, if you didn’t know, I have had writers block since 2017…and something finally gave, and I awoke! Last week was the beginning of my journey that I invited you to come on. I have no idea what I am doing, and I am entering a world that I have been absent from. Starting this blog opened up a well of endless ideas, dreams, joys, inspirations, and possibly some friendships. I have been terrified to open up again, and have been all over the board emotionally this week.

Here is where the toe comes into play for my epiphany. All last week, as I was writing and developing this site, my walks have been difficult, and they usually are my escape. My baby toe on the right, started rolling out and I developed blisters on it and the toe beside it as well. It took all of my stubbornness to push on, only making it worse. No matter what I tried to do, I was unable to change the way I walked, nor would any bandage fully protect my precious toe bean.

There I was, today, walking along without my sunglasses, thinking OK God, what is it you want me to see? Then it hit me! There were people on the trail I was on, people! There they were, on their journeys, just like me! It wasn’t so bad, it didn’t hurt, and I was still able to walk on. Then I thought, that’s odd! Speaking of walking on, my toe did not hurt…at all!

What was different? My shoes were the same, and the trail was the same…wait, was it…remember, God hid my sunglasses! Without my sunglasses on, I guess I saw two things. The first thing I saw differently was the world, and the second thing I saw differently was my WALK with God!

When I let Him lead me in whatever I do, I walk straight with a calm peace that relaxes me to my very toes! If I am anxious or struggling with something, I walk harder and faster than a lot of runners, not joking, I have a pretty intense gait! Problem is, I actually damage my body in order to achieve something. I have done it all my life.

My Great Toe Epiphany is , if my toe is hurting, maybe I am the one leading instead of following!