Grace to All – Happy Fall!

Grace to All – Happy Fall!

Autumn has arrived in my kitchen. Can you see the shadows and the reflections?

The birth phase of care-free Spring and the youthful energy of young-adult Summer have led me to the nostalgic and “time doesn’t stand still”, Autumn.

The death of winter has not yet come. Dreams are alive, just fading into colorful prismatic displays on the trees in the hills, mesmerizing me into a fantastical trance where I once again accomplish nothing, or so I think.

Negativity surrounds me, yet hope lightens my load as I write from the kitchen.

Evening’s sun rays light up my decor.  Chosen colors of blue, white, and orange encourage me to share inspiration from a simple photo taken as I attempted to fend off sadness.

Who writes from their kitchen?  I do.  Somehow, the spirit of life  brightens the space where my heart lives.  My memoir speaks from the kitchen.  The memoir that I have not yet written, and may never write.

There are pieces of me, in segments of 300 words or less, scattered, fragmented, and disjointed in my documents folder.  All of which could be completed and shared with the world.

I keep writing, searching for that perfect view.  I don’t stop.  I keep living and writing more.  It doesn’t feel right.  So I just keep writing.  However, I just may have captured my thoughts, raw and unfiltered, once again.  The perfect piece to describe how I feel, today.

Happy Fall and Grace to all!

Love y’all

Erika

©Erika K Rothwell

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Birds Fly in the Rain

Birds Fly in the Rain

Birds fly in the rain. Their joy is contagious. Outside my window, one enjoys a meal at a bird feeder as he rests for a moment. Another perches on the wrought iron fence as his coat deflects the torrential downpour. They sing in the rain and we can too.

It is from here, I share with you the positivity I attempt to glean from this wet weather day. “Free writing, in the rain, how delightful! My thoughts pour over me, my feelings flow, and the words sing.”

We can view what comes our way from any perspective our attitude directs. Grateful for the lessons of life that wash over us, appreciating that they came into our life for a reason, shifts our mood. We may even feel purified by a unexpected deluge.

Surrender to a melancholy state of mind is not always the answer. And gloom can be brightened if we look for joy. Appreciation often points the way.

Light still shines in the rain, as the dance and song of the birds enlighten my day. I delight in observing them, knowing everything is growing, while they move the seeds from one place to another and propagate the earth’s bounty as the sky nourishes the movement.

Our work still needs to be done in the rain. The storms that come our way are only as insurmountable as we make them. The rain can drench us if we absorb it or it can cleanse and teach us how to grow.

Today I’m getting my feet wet and learning how to fly in the rain.

© Erika K Rothwell

*I have added in photo description, but also want to credit June Jurcak for the beautiful image, photographed from her greeting card.

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Hope – In Nature’s Kiss

Hope – In Nature’s Kiss

After a powerful pause, I answered him, “I’m not sure, let me give it some thought.”.  “Novel idea.”, he responded.  And I believe it was.

So many times in life, we are called to give a quick response and we fail to think and feel deeply through the process.  Our swift knee-jerk reactions often lack discernment and an authentic pathway from our intuition.

To engage our hearts in our writing, a deep reflective pause may also be needed. So today, I “gave it some thought”. 

I gazed out at the rain as nature’s portrait beckoned my melancholic spirit.  Imagination cycled at an all-time high, yet connection to the simple became increasingly difficult until in the stillness of a moment I paused to examine the raindrop.

In a single raindrop, a world exists. A reflection of an artist of magnificent proportion, a creation of movement and energy in a perfectly designed, yet simple, jewel falling from the heavens feeding my soul with a lifetime of hope. 

Suddenly with the recognition of nature’s kiss, I awoke from my meditative slumber to discover a shift in focus.  My world came alive knit with stories and words of immense proportion that I knew needed to be shared with tenderness and the art of simplicity.  My purpose was reignited and, with that, my next project was born.

With joyful appreciation, my dream was propelled outside of the hazy gloom of indecision and the supporting self-criticism fed by my inability to give an instant response.

In the inspiration of nature and a reflective pause, a “novel” idea and answer were unveiled.

©Erika K Rothwell

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Pen’s Ideas

Pen’s Ideas

“From the pen ideas flow, swirling seductive thoughts, cajoling my spirit to share.” ©Erika K Rothwell

The simplest messages enter my space as a vast bird’s eye view filled with micro details needing further in-depth examination.  Taking time to decipher.

Happy Writing!

-Erika

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Sweeping Repetition

Sweeping Repetition

There is a pattern emerging.  I’m sweeping the kitchen.  I do this often, but not at as often as it needs to be done.  Suddenly, my mind wanders to writing not only what I know, but what everyone knows.

As repetitive as chores are, the messages of life that are written and rewritten remind me of a cycle.  We are taught, we learn, we learn to teach, and by teaching we learn.

I know this because I write what you already may know, but in sharing it, I learn.  The difference between you knowing and I knowing is only in the display of words I use to express that insight.  The time I took to mentally simmer a simple thought, gives me the depth of flavor I need to fill a page with what you may have already been thinking and feeling. 

Writers do this, they capture a moment, a phrase, a philosophical debate and create an in-depth look for the audience.  This view can be personal and reflective, but also inclusive and encompassing.  Do you call it art?  Or do you call it life captured in a moment?

I believe the writer, can create both simply from what y’all already know.

-Erika K Rothwell

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