Monica Fen Wylld: Word Creative and Word Curious
Breath after breath, beat after beat, I feel the rhythm of my own songs flowing through me. Listen listen listen, here in the company of other living beings, I am still solitary. If I wait to be heard, I will never live. So I will practice hearing myself. I will practice feeling my life. I will practice being here now. … Continue reading “Solo Practitioner” →
The year of the rabbit hole first occurred to me during a foraging class. My teacher was describing the qualities of a plant she was holding and said, “I went down a rabbit hole,” and my funny brain lit up. I chuckled out loud in the class and offered no explanation. Since it is a few months into the year … Continue reading “Year of the Rabbit Hole” →
“The Sugar Jar” by Yasmine Cheyenne Boundaries and self-care are hot topics, and Yasmine Cheyenne has set a whole new standard for wellness with her sweet metaphor of “The Sugar Jar.” At its simplest, sugar is energy. The jar is the boundary set around that energy. Stressful situations, relationships, daily activities, and unforeseen events all siphon this vital resource. Many … Continue reading “Book Review: The Sugar Jar” →
I get so discouraged when learning an instrument. Almost immediately, I assume the worst – that I will NEVER get it. There is no proof that I am the special seahorse that is the only person in the world who just absolutely sucks at playing an instrument. So many people have learned it. So many people pick it up at … Continue reading “Creative Block: Inner Child Healing” →
Tiny Preface: This Personal Hero speech was originally written as a work assignment. I thought I’d share here, so maybe you can learn a little more about me and my influences. I hope you enjoy! My personal hero is Ursula K. LeGuin. My favorite quote of her’s is: “All of us have to learn to invent our lives, make them up, … Continue reading “Personal Hero: Ursula K. Le Guin” →
A slice of light on the horizon calls into being the world of awake. A cat stalks the shadows’ return and birds sing the darkness into morning. A dog snores and kicks against this bright messenger of day. A figure of arms and legs wraps more deeply into sleep, holding tightly to the world of dreams, against the dying of … Continue reading “waking world” →
Why do we save ourselves for others?Why do I have an idea in my head that tells me to save my love and care and gifts for other people? I am a person.I deserve to share my love and care and gifts with myself most of all. I know and love my gifts.Of all the people in the world, I … Continue reading “Save Yourself” →
We sat in his car, eating takeout from our favorite burger stop. A place where we usually sat down to eat and chat about life, love, the universe, and other philosophies. Now we were served from a window the restaurant had never opened where there was a sign that told us to call a number to ask that our food … Continue reading “Six-Foot Window” →
Yesterday morning I saw a little yellow Ford Pinto cruising through the neighborhood and I found it quite charming. The fellow in the driver’s seat had his window open to the sunny morning air and he was fifty-something with curly hair and a colorful beanie to keep his ears warm. Every aspect of this picture filled me with the kind … Continue reading “Quirks and Rumblings” →
Article published here: https://www.volunteerparkconservatory.org/news/valentines-day-concert When we arrived at the Conservatory, the greenhouse was lit with an inviting and gentle glow, a guiding light in the midst of a cloudy Seattle evening. As we entered the glass frame, our senses opened to the warm, tropical atmosphere where the calatheas dozed and the orchids whispered to one another. We were among an … Continue reading “Valentines Concert at Volunteer Park” →