If you can see your path laid out in front of you step by step, you know it’s not your path. Your own path you make with every step you take. That’s why it’s your path.-—Joseph Campbell

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I Believe in Stories

My life is storytelling. I believe in stories, in their incredible power to keep people alive, to keep the living alive, and the dead.  Tim O’Brien

Argh!

What?

Scenes and conversations from the week are playing through my head on this morning’s walk. When I get home, I can’t settle on a quote.

Don’t think so hard.

This quote is one I chose about a month ago and didn’t use. I love Tim O’Brien’s book The Things They Carried. He came here a couple years ago and talked about how writing the book helped him work his way through his Vietnam memories.

Ah yes, telling our stories (and writing them) is healing. What are you doing to celebrate the Fourth?

I’m going with a long time best friend to a movie and then to her house for supper.

Lots of stories there, for sure. Have fun. (And don’t forget to write!)…

Very funny…

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A Creative Break

Creativity involves breaking out of established patterns in order to look at things in a different way.  Edward de Bono

Day 10

I’m smuggly content at being able to spend a pleasant, somewhat productive day alone. But…

One brother is playing blues in a cozy little neighborhood bar on his 60th birthday. The other brother will be there with his new girlfriend from New York City. I don’t think I’ll go.

Why not, Laura?

The day has been so nice I could easily slip into pajamas and return to the book I’ve been reading. Anyway, I’ve seen both brothers within the last 24 hours.

And?

About six o’clock, as Buddy would be beginning to play, I think, “Why not, Laura?”

Yeah, my thought exactly.

So I slip on a clean shirt, put on a little lipstick, pick up the car keys and head out the door.

How is it?

Wonderful. I sit with a childhood neighbor, meet Bruce’s girlfriend and note a new confidence in Buddy’s presentation. And then…

What?

This young guy with an African djembe comes on stage. Buddy starts playing his guitar and the drummer adds rhythm. It isn’t long before the guy’s lost in the music. By the last song he has jumped off the stage and is beating the floor with drumsticks. It is incredible!

Better than pajamas and a good book?

Probably so…however, in the middle of all this energy, I wonder what this kid was like as a third grader.

Miss Communication

Any problem, big or small, within a family, always seems to start with bad communication. Someone isn’t listening.  Emma Thompson

Yesterday’s quote (In order to be open to creativity, one must have the capacity for constructive use of solitude. One must overcome the fear of being alone.) was a real ride.

First of all I was very aware of being alone. C’mon creativity, I began thinking, don’t hesitate to step in here.

I finished reading The Storyteller by Jodi Picoult with a zillion thoughts racing through my head. Sit still, Laura. You need some grounding.

I picked up another book and knew immediately there were too many words. I wanted something different.

I roasted green beans and steamed carrots harvested from the backyard, then planted the gardenia a friend rooted for me a month ago.

I went to the bookstore and grocery and bought only unlined notecards and bananas.

I walked around Michael’s for nearly an hour, picking up one thing and then another. I bought nothing. But when I got home I cut my new notecards into tiny squares and  filled a dozen with zentangles.

Open to creativity. That’s what you were, girl !

I know. Should I worry about what I might experience with the quote I picked for today?

Nah. I’ll be right here if you need me.muse

Open to Creativity

In order to be open to creativity, one must have the capacity for constructive use of solitude. One must overcome the fear of being alone.   Rollo May

For most of the last two weeks after writing morning pages, I take a walk in the park that reminds me of Girl Scout camp, my favorite childhood setting. You know, that place they tell you to imagine when you meditate.

Sounds like a great way to start the day.

It is. And then before it gets too hot I work in the garden. Today I picked two more tomatoes and a bowl full of beans. The corn is almost ready.

Yum.

And during the day I’ve been reading. A lot.

OK. I’m wondering why you  are telling me all of this when you know I already know it.

Because there’s something else.

Spit it out.

Well five days ago I started taking the quote from my morning post and watching how it plays through my day, knowing that at the end of the day I will write a ten minute free write in response to it. With this focus all my little routines become so much richer… hell, my whole day feels so much richer. It’s like I’m being me and watching what it means to be me.

Very cool.

So, wise one, how do I share this with others?

Looks like you just did.

Solved by Walking

My yellow squash has been attacked by the dreaded squash vine borer. But not before I was able to harvest several pounds of mature fruit.

The sprawling plants are now only large flowers at the ends of withering stems. That’s probably the end of this year’s crop.

After early morning garden chores, feeding and watering six cantankerous chickens for a vacationing friend and retrieving mail and the newspaper for another, I go for a walk.

On the park trail I have an idea. People eat squash blossoms! I knew they could be fried, but there must be other options. I find a recipe for squash blossom quesadillas at http:homesicktexan.blogspot.com.  And I can use the last of my cilantro before it goes to seed. squash1

All truly great thoughts are conceived by walking.   Friedrich Nietzsche

Me thinks that the moment my legs begin to move, my thoughts begin to flow.  ~Henry David Thoreau

Solvitur ambulando, St. Jerome was fond of saying.  To solve a problem, walk around.  ~Gregory McNamee

Thoughts come clearly while one walks.  ~Thomas Mann

Walking is also an ambulation of mind. ~Gretel Ehrlich

Above all, do not lose your desire to walk.  Every day I walk myself into a state of well-being and walk away from every illness.  I have walked myself into my best thoughts, and I know of no thought so burdensome that one cannot walk away from it.  ~Soren Kierkegaard

Transcending

To recognize one’s own insanity is, of course, the arising of sanity, the beginning of healing and transcendence. ― Eckhart Tolle, A New Earth: Awakening to Your Life’s Purpose

How does the ordinary person come to the transcendent? For a start, I would say, study poetry. Learn how to read a poem. You need not have the experience to get the message, or at least some indication of the message. It may come gradually.― Joseph Campbell, Thou Art That: Transforming Religious Metaphor

Any great art work … revives and readapts time and space, and the measure of its success is the extent to which it makes you an inhabitant of that world – the extent to which it invites you in and lets you breathe its strange, special air. ― Leonard Bernstein

We are all butterflies. Earth is our chrysalis.  LeeAnn Taylor

An awake heart is like a sky that pours light. ― Hafizsky1

Happily Creative

This is a quick post.

1. In a few minutes a friend and I are taking a day trip to a nursery (plants) a couple hours from here.

2. I’ve been struggling with a writing “assignment” providing copy for pictures on the website of our community youth garden. Just the facts are not pleasing me. I’ve submitted the idea for an alternate approach and am waiting to hear if I can pursue it.

3. Tonight’s the third anniversary of the library book club I facilitate. I want to get home from the nursery in time to make cranberry nut muffins for the celebration. This month’s selection is The Poisonwood Bible by Barbara Kingsolver. I’m expecting a stimulating discussion.

And the quote for the day…

It’s good to be creatively busy.  Me

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