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Gypsy Aurora Musings

where the streetlights become stars and fireflies ignite the night

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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 →

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 →

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 →

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 →

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 →

Take Me Away

Take me away to a place Where the waves splash on the sandy shore The sun sets on the endless horizon And the birds soar in the fresh spring air Deep breaths fill my soul Creativity creeping into every corner... Continue Reading →

Proving Myself

To prove to myself I could do it I moved to the other side of the world Just me and a few belongings Leaving the memories on another continent Leaving the weight of them behind was such freedom Breaking all... Continue Reading →

Creative portal of motivation

When I stood in front of the open door I put my hand on the handle My knee jerk reaction was to slam it shut But I paused Why was I always shutting doors Why didn't I embrace my ever... Continue Reading →

My Pen Excavator

My pen etches deep in the page Thoughts flow out and I can't stop them Deep from my soul they spill And that intensity conveys through many pages Keystrokes cannot get the same effect Nor can they convey my mood... Continue Reading →

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