Positive Pens/Freefall Writing

Standing in Front of My Destiny

Standing in front of my destiny I trembled, tears forming in my eyes This was all I ever wanted Manifesting coming true before my eyes My breath caught behind the lump in my throat, I choked Why was I choking?... Continue Reading →

05/01/2018 0

The Serenity of Letting Go

When I let go of the rope I felt free I didn't realize I had been confined by my own controlling I'd been holding it frantically, panicked Everything needed to be perfectly orchestrated, just so I couldn't see that by... Continue Reading →

04/30/2018 0

Burning Empowerment

Opening the book of my life I see so many rough pages, tattered, torn, ripped and worn out. But there's more to this book. Those are only a section of it. There are other pages, crisp, neat writing, detailing happy... Continue Reading →

04/29/2018 0

Sneak Attack

This exercise was done by choosing three items from a collection in the middle of the table at my recent Busting Through Blocks event. Sometimes it's fun writing silly too 🙂 Try it yourself, with the first three items you... Continue Reading →

04/28/2018 0

Listening

When I started walking, I felt my legs sort of stiff. They were resisting this exercise, like it was unfamiliar and certainly unwelcomed. I kept pushing forward thought, and continued walking. As I walked, I took a deep breath, pausing... Continue Reading →

04/27/2018 0

All That Was

And when it was over, I realized I hadn't stopped to fully appreciate all that was It had a huge impact on my life and forming who I am today My patterns and interactions My survival mechanisms and successes It... Continue Reading →

04/13/2018 0

The Mystery

On the other side of the mystery Lay the answers I seek The mystery sits so thick I cannot see my way through But one step at a time Eager to know the answers I want to rush through, just... Continue Reading →

04/12/2018 0

Reaching

When I reach into the air I feel my muscles stretch Releasing the tension that has built up From carrying the weight of the world Far too many times lately I do not want to relate to Atlas I want... Continue Reading →

04/11/2018 0

Stepping up

Every step I take is planned, calculated... And I trip. I stumble and fall, scraping my hands and knees, looking around in bewilderment I keep trying, stepping, and falling Not listening When I stop and listen, tapping into my heart,... Continue Reading →

04/10/2018 0

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