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SELF-TAUGHT PAINTER - LIFE BLOGGER - KITCHEN GURU - AVID KNITTER - CRAFT BEER & COFFEE LOVER Solo Exhibitions: 1998 – Virginia’s World – Color in Life 1998 – Blessed Beings in Virginia’s World 2010 – Wind, Water, and the Blue Moon in Virginia’s World 2012 – Lost in Kyoto in Virginia’s World  

Whatever Works

 

Occupation.

I’m not talking about a job.

 

I am referring to how one occupies time.

I try to keep myself mindfully occupied.

 

With purpose.

It can’t be all work.

 

One morning it hit me.

I am alone.

 

I focused on keeping myself occupied.

Too occupied that I forgot to smell the flowers.

 

While waiting for my ride to arrive,

This yellow flower greeted me.

 

Appreciation for the little things life offers.

Every day is a work in progress.

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Stephen Evans
Couldn't agree more. I try to remember to take a moment or two when I leave a building to listen for the birds singing. They alway... Read More
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Awakening Silence

  

I hear the rotating motion of the fan.

My fingers typing on the keyboard.

 

It’s Tuesday, 4am.

I hear my thoughts in this moment’s silence.

 

I think I’ll wear something blue today.

 
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G R E E N

My hypnotherapist said, “close your eyes and go to that place that brings you peace.

Describe what you see.”

 

“I see Green all over, peaceful and relaxing.”

My mind kept taking me to a place that was peaceful however, I sensed it was not quite my place to be.

 

I didn’t have the energy to battle with my mind so I let go of that uncertain moment.

Snap of a finger I was awake.

 

“Before you go to bed, don’t forget to take your mind to that place where you see Green all over.  Say out loud how peaceful and relaxing your place is.”

 

I woke up this morning to kind messages of support from The Green Room.

Only then did I realize that the Green in my subconscious was not the Green of my distant past…

 

But this Green Room that always kept its door open for me.

Once, twice, thrice I have come and gone.

 

Green Room remains my home.

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Stephen Evans
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I Promise

To get myself back on track.

I am going to try.

 

A hypnotherapist is helping to quiet my mind.

Residue from being hit by a bus a couple of years back is stuck in my subconscious.

 

The last purge was encouraging.  Sleep is much better but not quite there yet.

Today, I am pushing myself to get back to my creative roots.

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Rosy Cole
Prayers for you, as ever, Rina. So nice to see you here and good that you're feeling positive. God bless. x
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Stephen Evans
Sometimes when I am dealing with deep anxiety I find that work (by which I mean writing), and the focus that comes with it, can q... Read More
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Ken Hartke
I am so looking forward to your return -- I love your writing and wish you well. From my youth I've always embraced a quotation f... Read More
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