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Wednesday
May202015

Living vicariously - Day 1 of 30 day writing challenge

30-Day writing challenge through Kale & Cigarettes (500 words)

Joslyn Hamilton made me do this. Or her babies did—the two cute new twins whom I have yet to meet but feel like I have. I am living vicariously through her Instagram photos and Facebook videos. Actually I’m reliving my own 3-babies-in-a-row life before I was on social media.

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Monday
Jan202014

Today I will write a manifesto: Writing my future with full clarity

 

image: Kirsten Honeyman pacifichorticulture.comI put it in my calender that today I will write a manifesto. I thought about this in yoga this morning. I started writing in my mind. Then—after coming home—I decided to go back to a second yoga class in a row in order to get psyched; it was Bikram yoga no less. It was a physical yoga manifesto. Now, back at home, I am writing this blog instead. I will probably do the dishes next.

My cat knows something is up. He has positioned himself in a new spot today by the heat vent near my desk. He is watching me. Cats are mind readers. They know things. He is watching me as if he sees the future floating above my head.

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Friday
Dec062013

I am here because you speak to me in shapes

you speak to me in shapes

I wrote why am i here? already when my peace sign spoke. It was hiding then. Now as the leaves have dropped, it's louder. But now you can see it, even in a photo.

I am here still, just covered in a blanket instead. Still,

I look out my window where I type to capture my next thought. I don’t see prompts—as answers—from the outside world, nor news from little birds or squirrels. There’s a shape I see made of camphor trees, only seen from the vantage of me. The shape of an oblong peace sign.

...A message just for me each time. I listen. It is me I hear next. My words. I know what to type next.

When darkly lit and shadowed, it's been a message just for me—in the seat of me. Less covered, its voice cold (as am I), I listen. Instead now it is watching me. For a response.

 

© 2013 R.E.L. Copywriting

Tuesday
Oct292013

Behind the eyes of a writer™: A series, part sixteen

Behind the eyes of a writer™: A series, part sixteen

be you, creative

Continuing on from are you a memory?, part fifteen in Behind the eyes of a writer™ series, a driving force building words of sentences of stories of dreams. 

...between the letters

In between the letters is a place. To imagine what occurs—as a word is formed, as a choice is made—is to be a step closer to being in that space.

Sentences are made of more than words. Ideas, described. Pauses, illuminated.

While the choice is being made, while the thought is formed (as a bubble in the mind, speaking eloquently or as a cartoon), there is a decision. The decision makes its mind up itself.

Words are not taught, nor is creativity. The space to find the words needs to be opened, calmly with confidence.

They ask,

Do you know how? To be you? Then why don't you do it?

Be you, creative.

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© 2013 R.E.L. Copywriting

Saturday
May112013

Subscribe to me, follow me, retweet me, talk to me...

You found me. Or did I find you? Either way, I'm glad we're "connected". Now let's share.

Subscribe to me and I'll share even more with you. Follow me to help me gain credibility or to gain special deals. Retweet me and my word will spread publically. 

Talk to me and we can build our businesses together. We don't need to know each other really. This is social media.

I promise that as you share with me and I share with you, our circles of viewers will grow exponentially. Trust me... It will be worth it.

© 2013 R.E.L. Copywriting

Monday
Dec102012

I am a yoga columnist

I am a yoga columnist. I find the poetic reality of yoga...

For, it helps one find a pure state of mind, while burning away layers of chatter, allowing truth inside to reign. It helps one fill in gaps that seem empty and magically become full with prana.

While stirring up dust inside, it helps form a fertile ground in which to grow life's seeds, while helping to take a stand against inhibitions.

Over time it teaches love, euphoria, magic and intuition—most importantly, the notion that it's all inside.

Remember that you can do whatever you put your mind to, and that you can love another with freedom.

Namaste.

© 2013 R.E.L. Copywriting

 

Monday
Dec102012

Behind the eyes of a writer™: A series, part four

Behind the eyes of a writer™: A series, part four

cotton in my brain, in my heartContinuing on from asleep but not forgotten, part three of Behind the eyes of a writer™ series, as the wind blows, I know why I'm a writer.

...sometimes slienced

Sometimes the words don’t come—well only the ones that no one wants to hear. These are the times when I need them the most. It’s when I desperately wish I could write a wonderful book just for me to read, so that I will believe that it’s possible to touch another being in this moment.

Now, words frozen inside me, stuck in oblivion, I am clogged and cold. Without the waterfall of thoughts de-corking my heart, I am like stone.

The thoughts are in my heart. My heart is broken. My love has been squashed on and made to feel worthless. All of my feelings—made best into soulful words—have nowhere safe to be.

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© 2012 R.E.L. Copywriting

Tuesday
Oct022012

Behind the eyes of a writer™: A series, part two

Behind the eyes of a writer™: A series, part two.

painting by Amanda G. Wright Continuing on from a faucet of words, part one of the Behind the eyes of a writer™ series, the writer is a person whose faucet of words continue to flow.

Write with me
... as if I'm writing you
... as if I hear only your voice.

...when reader meets writer

When reader meets writer, nuances of meaning become interspersed as a vision is painted in one mind, relayed by a dream in the other mind, yet transposed. The writer knows how to allude to a holographic world—once secret, now exposed.

Writing involves a sinking into silence—that is loud enough to hear inklings of thoughts. Whether they be thoughts within you or thoughts of another person telling a story, listening is an art. As whispers emanate words, it’s a skill to listen to the message of the one for whom the words are written.

For, listening goes beyond the ears. It involves the intellect as it mixes with imagination. Capturing the imaginative style with coherent words on a paper that involve original ideas is writing.

Image by Amanda G. Wright

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© 2012 R.E.L. Copywriting