Writing From The Kitchen - Page 23 of 25 - Feed Your Soul - Inspiration from Life's Ingredients

BUBBLES – IN THE MAKING

I need more than a writing coach; I need a writing therapist. Writing is supposed to make me feel better. It does for a minute, and then the anxiety bubbles up in me, calling me to write more. Stories, cry to be written. I feel dragged on a submissive voyage crossing the sea of hope…

LOVE STORY

ODIE Love Story I knew I shouldn’t have acquiesced. But who can deny your little girl’s begging, “Please Mom, please…just for a minute. I had always said no. I did not like compromising situations, nor the call of my heart which often led to non-analytical decisions that could impact the rest of my life. She…

EGRET

The white bird, egret it’s called. It walks sticking its neck out with every step. Around my pond, it spends its days reminding me of heaven, and I’m not sure why. My husband feels the same. On unsuspecting quiet mornings, the bird finds his mourning soul. He smiles while he cries, remembering the man he admired….

LOOK UP

LOOK UP When the collective issues in life form the perfect storm, I feel my energy being used to feed the pulsating anxiety. Taking a simple deep breath relieves the pressure building within the captive walls of responsibility. I don’t think I can write today. My brain is running its last leg of the marathon. …

Musical Masterpiece

Musical Masterpiece Somedays, I sit and wonder what to write. Other days, the idea insists that it be written. It is unscheduled, unplanned and interrupts the day’s agenda. I hear the words from yesterday and can’t help believing, they are a powerful representation of life. They were innocently said, with unintended consequences, yet a dance…