Photo on left was taken around 9am this morning and on the right 5 1/2 hours later!
I am not sure if it was the conversation with my niece the other night or husband working on taxes. Perhaps both led me down the rabbit hole. While we were talking my niece asked " aren't you doing creative writing or something like that?" I as usual down played and dismissed my writing. Helping my husband sort needed tax documents led me to the file cabinet where I caught a glimpse of files I had shoved to the back. Clippings of articles, papers from online classes and pages from my first writing group. I dragged them out and did a random look through. That led me back here to see where I had started putting my bits and pieces out where they might be seen. Prior to this blog my creative endeavors that were in the public eye consisted of a photography shoot of specific local art for Rural Alliance of the Arts 12th Annual Art...Etc. Auction in 2002, a submission to a writing contest in Glamour Magazine in 2003 and a article in another local newspaper in 2008. None of which I normally bring up in conversation. I've done some freelancing which was a bit boring and not very lucrative since then but mostly I keep the stories on a shelf. I wonder if I should take them down, dust them off?
I thought I would share a couple of stacks of books from my personal library about women writers, women's mythology, women leaders and women's lives on International Women's Day. Women Who Run With the Wolves and Untie the Strong Woman would be in the stack but I lent them out. I hope each and every one of us finds the courage to stand up and speak out , each in our own ways and as a collective.
I suppose I am only showing up here with the full moon so far this year, yet not even in a timely manner. This is the full moon of March 1st. I am not entirely sure how I wish to progress here. I've found my footing with writing. Became aware where I was just scattering my energy and looked at what was/is coming at me with eyes wide open. I seem to be the nexus for those women who only show up when wanting to progress in some way using me as their stepping stone. Or I was until I came up through some hard lessons and processed it all. Maybe it was those middle of the night wake ups, standing at the window hoping the moonbeams touched me that brought clarity. Maybe it was just finally stepping outside the troubling thoughts and feelings and looking at it from both sides as clearly as I was able. You can only be exploited and taken advantage of to the extent that you allow it to happen. I'm choosing to forge different relationships with women where there is respect and an equal balance of giving and receiving.
I am who I am, uniquely me.