I informed Elinore that I trusted my gut more than some expert's opinion on how best to sell myself to the Cogs of Industry. She didn't believe me. All is right in the world if we choose to listen to the mysteries in the wind that sigh ...
So many seeds have been cast near and far. The time has come for verdant dreams to bring a deep sense of the tangible. Spirit guides have been along for the ride, but now they must rest their weary dogs and let Tansy transcribe this mys...
Small town eyes have cleared over the years and teenage obsessions have turned into 9-to-5 nightmares. Incidentally, did you know dreams are a lazy way of saying, I have a story to tell? What we already know is the quickest route to bor...
To make something beautiful is a lifelong pursuit. Keep edges rough.Lines are suggestions on where they should be crossed.This is a love letter to your unfettered spirit.
It is the rough edge of one's work that establishes merit.Beginn...
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Dreaming has returned along this sordid road. Everyone is running toward the right. Stand still to absorb the light. Might I imply that when you look up into the sky, staring back atchya are my beseeching eyes? Have it bo...
Mind the rafters! It's not riches this girl is after. An archetype wants to get inside your head. Live the qualities of The Modern Woman and rely on your own piece of mind / acre of light / what's wrong with always being right? You just...
What year is it? Time has sped up, slowed down and taken on a new meaning. I mean ... It could be 2005. You were my curly fur buddy way back then, when a book about a girl, a really old dude and the Olympic Peninsula was the most pop...
And what does Gary know about Chica? Does he know she breaks into abandoned buildings, like the ramshackle dance academy two blocks west of the Chik'n & Biskit and does Martha Graham-esque chassé-and-swirls on the buckling oak as she dr...
Bad enough I thought today was Sunday. I was all set to grab my book and go sit out on the deck (a favorite Sunday morning pastime), but I couldn't leave my dream. It was one of those vivid ones where voices are clear and the scene cramm...
A week has past, and a productive one at that. 30,000 words on the right and 40,000 words on the left. That's all got to meet up in the middle somewhere. The thing is to trust and to persevere. It's o.k. that the time is now. The past p...
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