Is it a cat or a dog?

Day 2/30: animal I think I started by trying to draw a wolf and then it looked like a cat... With great respect! A.

D – Drawing your soul in notebooks

A to Z challenge day 4 Theme: Notebooks Like I mentioned yesterday in my post C - Collages, younger I wanted to become an artist. I painted and draw a lot. I would spend the evening writing and half the night drawing. I stopped about 20 years ago. I didn't notice it at first. The kids,…

All or nothing

Playing with colours Pale and dark Shades of light Rainbow of hearts Hiding behind rumours Smiles and sparks A minute there A minute gone Dancing between laughter And despair For what will never be For what is already there As nothing matters If I don't get it all Ambrozya Napowrimo 2016 Day 1

Writing at the Stanley hotel – Day 1

I'm here. I'm at The Stanley Hotel Writers retreat for  4 days of spooky passionate writing and activities. It's definitely the only project that will allow me to create some sense into my shuffled writing brain. I woke up this morning and I was greeted with snow and it brought joy into my heart. I won't have the…

Walking forward

Yesterday, I had this feeling that so much time as already passed since I was in this cemetery, crying my soul out, as they put my father in is grave, and since I was in this church crying for my mother. Time... So much time, so much tears, so much joy, so much love expressed…

A bump on the road…

It's seems to me that there are more bumps on the roads in this past year than in my entire life... It is not true, it only seems like it. I started April with a new sense of clarity after the foggy winter. I pushed too hard. After a week, I was back in the…

The fire within

You stole a piece of my heart Leaving an imperfect soul behind Without another look I chase after you Relentlessly seeking a glimpse Of your smile You stole my whole heart Leaving a dark hole To drawn myself with my tears I looked around, I looked up You were nowhere to be found But it's…

What is in front is not behind

I often say that I can choose every minute of my life. Choose the experience, the people I'm with, what I listen to, what I do and so on. And sometimes I forget that I can do that. Also, I forget that it's not because something happen in such and such way before, it will…

There is autumn

There is autumn, bright and cold A symphony of hurts in crimson robe There is autumn and its promises of shadows and darkness Quietness There is autumn and loveless disappearance Itinerant souls swirling in savage whispers Forgotten With great respect! A.

R is for REMEMBER to breathe

Sometimes I remember to breathe. What? Yes just breathe and get present to what is around me. I tend to forget. So today let's say that I am relieved. I have made it this far. Is there somewhere I need to go? Not really. But with all the drama, pain and whatever else that has been…