Tag Archives: Self Reflection

Day 37: Space to Place

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Big steps being taken for The Everyday Poet! First up, special thanks to Eduardo for his masterful production skills of our podcast. We’ll be recording a few more episodes and then we’ll start releasing them.

So that’s big step 1.

Big step 2? I’m going to be officially starting The Daily Poet Newsletter, with an aim for weekly distribution. This newsletter will feature all of the poetry from the previous week and will bring you through my journey as I begin writing poems for contests and publications. I’ll be sharing my discoveries, research, and creative process for any and all who are interested.

But wait–there’s more!

Step 3, which is really more like step 2.5, is that I’ll be using YOUR feedback via the newsletter, blog comments, and podcast feedback to determine a theme for March. I am loving the free form and it’s really helping me to expand, but I’d like now to start pushing myself and I think having a dedicated touchstone connecting the poems for a few weeks is an excellent way to do that. Fingers crossed.

And now on to today’s poem–another love poem. I know, you’re going to start charging me for your dental work with all the cavities I’m giving. But my bride is home today and home feels far more like HOME again. It’s good to have her back.

Space to Place

Day 36: Your Absence

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Last night my cohost, partner in crime, and good friend Eduardo joined me in recording the pilot episode for The Everyday Poet Podcast. We’ll be recording more episodes once we know how long production is going to take and will Schedule their release accordingly. It was a lot of fun and I’m looking forward to many more episodes.

That was last night. This morning I find myself strongly missing my bride. She’s away for work right now and I’m simply not as much without her. Keenly feeling her absence today.

You are missed, Amor.

Your Absence

Day 35: Thesis of Life

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You ever have your whole day planned out? You’re proud of it. Know that you’re going to be productive. Pleased that you’ve managed to work everything together just so. Why, your schedule is practically a work of art.

Then a phone call. Good news or bad. Disruption. The plans are shattered and you’re left rushing forward through the day trying to pick up as many of the original pieces as you can along the way. Blessings in disguise and lessons to be learned here.

Thesis of Life

Day 34: Untitled

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First time sharing a poem and not giving it a title. I’d love to hear your thoughts, ideas, or suggestions. Let me know what you think it should be called in the comments below!

Been thinking on the nature of forgiveness and resentment this morning. Consider the act of simply letting go something that frustrates you or a wrong that has been done. Simple right? Easy, not so much. How does one actually perform the act of release? It’s a choice but is that the end of it? I don’t think so. I think forgiveness is a continuous series of choices, or perhaps a single choice set on repeat, that is at worst set to an eternal repeat.

Failure to make the choice, however often it needs to be made, results in holding tight to something. Something that might give you power. Something that might burn you from the inside out. Something that might turn toxic and burn people it’s not intended for.

I was asked the other day if I EVER got mad or angry. I do. Only I do one of two things with it. I let it go right away. Or I hold onto it, or a part of it, and bury it deep, where it slowly accumulates like a landfill until it spills over in passive aggressive acts or an unfounded explosion. Probably oversharing here. Just processing this habit of mine, contemplating the effects, and how to prevent it from happening or finding an appropriate outlet.

Untitled

Day 33: Ritual

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I am one of those people who does exceptionally well when I know what is going to happen. Routines, systems, habits–these things help to energize and propel me forward. I like structure and knowing the next piece I’ll need to build with. There’s a power to this that is sacred and it occurred to me that like so many of the tools we have available at our fingertips in such abundance, how we use this tool, or misuse it, can alter the course of our entire life.

Ritual

Day 32: Fort of Fog

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For the very first time our “day” doesn’t match up with our “date.” It’s a really good feeling. 32 days of poetry and counting! Just 333 more days of poetry to go! Love that number, 333.

Yesterday a rainstorm rolled through and left a blanket of fog covering everything. It’s still with us today and inspires this afternoon’s poem.

Enjoy the first poem of our second month on this creative journey.

Fort of Fog

Day 30: Anti-Inertia

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If you are a creative and you have not read The War of Art, I highly encourage you to do so. The author speaks of the enemy of creatives and calls it “resistance.” I was thinking on it today as I push myself to create more and more works.

Anti-Inertia

Day 29: Origin of Will

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What is your motivation? Is it powerful enough to light a fire inside of you to overcome the inertia called fear that life throws at us? If I could, I would burn away all trace of lethargy and hesitation from myself and hurl my energies into the act of creation.

Fear shall not paralyze me not kill my desire. I invite all who read this to join me in the quest to find the origin of our will power and with it, the agency to achieve.

Origin of Will

Day 28: Supercharged Superhighways

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Had some interesting thoughts about the nature of thought, the transformation of thought into action, the process that undergoes, and how the way we choose to think, the thoughts that we focus on and allow ourselves to have, shape who we are and what we are capable of. While dwelling on this I reread Frost’s “The Road Not Taken” and the idea of thoughts following highways in our brains that we have constructed occurred to me. Hardly a new concept but it stuck with me and insisted upon being today’s subject.

Supercharged Superhighways

Day 25: Human Art

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I read a fascinating article the other day about a scientist in trouble in China for editing several embryos so that the children were immune to HIV. A brought this article up to an acquaintance who was shocked that the man was not in trouble simply for the fact that he had genetically modified human children (one set of twins has already been born) but because China has a strict policy against allowing carriers of HIV to have children. In his words, the man was tampering with God’s design. I have my own opinions on genetic manipulation and I have a hard time seeing it as “evil.” Thanks to this scientist there are now at least two people in the world who will NEVER have to suffer HIV. To me, that speaks of blessing, not blasphemy.

It does raise questions though. How long before genetic alterations become common place? How will we use this new technology? How will we abuse it? It’s coming one way or another.

Human Art