So, I’m going on a trip with my girlfriend. In my knapsack is a book, some magazines, my journal and personal agenda. ALL PAPER PRODUCTS!!! My friend laughs at me. “Sue, you’re so stubborn! Why are you carrying all that stuff? Really, all you need is this.” She pulls out her laptop and cell phone. My friend explains how she can get all the same information and more from either her cell phone or laptop. AND… She adds, “Writing in a paper journal is simply a waste of time, when it can’t be saved or shared in anyway, unless it’s physically borrowed. Really Sue, get with the program!”
Apparently, I touched upon a secretive subject shared by many people.
I received emails, private messages, texts, and comments on all the social media platforms I use. Some declarations were, “I love candy too! I’m also Candy Girl. I’m a mid-day Candy Guy. I love Rock Candy, fudge, and taffy. Do you remember the $1,000,000 chocolate bar? I’m a Swedish berry freak! Keep the secret; I only eat candy after midnight.”
As a passionate fisherman, he sat waiting for his catch. Always pulling slightly on the line to create some interest. He sat patiently with his rod firmly in the ground, until the top sharply bent towards the water.
“OH YA!” he screamed. We watched him slowly pull in, pull back, pull in, pull back his catch. He kept on saying, “It’s a big one!” We were excited to see what he caught. Under her breath Noonie said, “I feel bad for the fish.”
A battle royal ensued as the bass fish was brought it. It was big. The fisherman was proud of his catch. He took the fish off the hook and asked me to take a picture of him with his catch of the day. I did.
Then he did a surprising thing…
I…… #@F**K*N+^&! miss hugging my friends! I miss giving a two cheek kiss! You never know when you get lucky to touch a super soft yummy smelling cheek! This new social distance B#LLS**T doesn’t jive with my personality. I NEED CONTACT! Lot’s more contact. I need to feel the love.
Mid-July set in with surrendering heat. More water please! Much more water, please!
Each day I looked for a hint of new growth…Nothing.
“Come on, you can do it! BREAK THROUGH THE BARK!”
All I needed was one new leaf or a little break in the bark to show some potential.
Will this new soul infused tree make it? Will our family’s monument take hold and be our everlasting love? Was the purpose in waiting for this specific tree, planted on this specific day be a divine sign?
If so, SHOW ME A SIGN!!!
Being bored is not such a bad thing. When children are bored they have a tendency to quickly become imaginative. Perhaps adults don’t have the same impulses for a flourishing imagination. Busy life and problems come into play every day. Actual freedom and playtime never really exists unless you go on a planned vacation.
If we could just channel our childhood spirits and imaginations, perhaps we could then be our best creative selves.
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I love candy! I am a CANDY GIRL! There, I said it! I suddenly feel much better. I can be entirely me.
Why the hesitation? Is this such a bad thing? Why should I not be proud of this?
In this current gluten free, vegan friendly, no GMO, vegetable based, no artificial flavours, no artificial colours, dairy free, and sugar free world, I’m an abomination!
At the end of one of my creative writing workshops, a student got up from her chair, stretched and said, “Ahhhhhh! That felt like I was meditating!” Her comment took me by surprise!
Students say many things to me after a class or workshop. Mostly, they ask questions about the course materials and content. This was the first time a student compared a creative writing workshop to meditating.
I thought, I must have bored the student so much they went off into a meditative state.
In this regard, I suppose my class was terribly boring and drastically needing some excitement. I felt very concerned…
We made it! We are in the canoe.
Noonie is at the stern and I am in the bow. There is a slight breeze. The sky is evenly mixed with clouds and blue. The sun is in and out. It’s a perfect day to be on the water. Not too many bugs to bother us also. Off we go into the middle of the Lac Monroe.
A half hour later, “Sue, Do you want to dock and eat?”
While waiting around for the ballet to start, we decided to have a little dessert. We both had very early and fast suppers. As we found ourselves in front of an ice cream stand I said, “Oh, no! I mustn’t. I can’t eat that, I’m trying to lose weight.” My mother mentioned to me that she’s 85, soooooo WTF! Which means, “What The F**k!” I was surprised by her response. She’s so timely and so accurate.
Suddenly, my running buddy stopped running, so I stopped too. That’s when these words were spoken to me, “Are we going to spend the next hour listening to you talk about the past? All that didn’t happen? All that stuff you can’t change? All those couldn’t, shouldn’t, wouldn’t and didn’ts? If that’s the case you’re own your own!”
I said, “For real?”
“YA! FOR REAL!” was yelled at me.
Then it got really…
It was definite…There would be no letter campaign. No Walk to Cure Diabetes event. Stay tuned as something was going to happen. Not sure what it’s going to be, but head office is currently working on it. So, I boxed up my campaign letters and cleaned up my dining room table to make room for a 1000 piece jigsaw puzzle. Disappointing. The first time in 40 years… I guess there is always a first for everything. I felt like crap. Worried. Anxious. Fearful. I couldn’t fall asleep. I wasn’t eating much. I just didn’t feel any motivation. I was jammed. We are in a serious situation. Stay home. Stay safe continued.
BUT…THEN CAME THE BIG NEWS!!!
Liane told me about her childhood. She states, “From 1-5 years old I felt love and my childhood was quite normal. But, by the time I was 7 or 8 the neglect started. My mother suffered from mental illness and addiction. It was a dysfunctional time. I wasn’t supervised so I spent a lot of time with friends, perhaps the wrong friends. At 12, I left home and started to hang out with older kids. I wanted to be accepted and cool. I also started to do drugs. By the time I was 16, I was pregnant and in high school. I was with a guy who was much older than me. Determined, I managed to finish high school. This was an important goal for me to achieve. As I figured it, I was having a kid, when will I ever be able to finish? Shoplifting was a way to survive during my high school years. I would steal so I wouldn’t go hungry or go without clothes and school supplies.
A very long time ago I made a bold decision to reduce some of the high expectations “I” had created in my life. Not all, just some to ease the stress. Some of the nonsense stuff that’s useless and irritating. This idea started when someone asked me how to spell my name. My given name is Suzanne. I have been called, Suzanne, Suzie, Sue, Suz, Susan, Susanna, Suzette, Suzannie, Susonna, Su, and even Steve. The list is very long.
I’m sure there are plenty of things you take for granted or things you feel entitled to.
! PAY ATTENTION !
Nothing is a given, everything is a gift. If you woke up this morning and read this article, this is your first gift. The gift of life and a day to live it…GO! If you turned on a tap and fresh water poured out of it and you were able to wash your face and brush your teeth. Gift #2 of the day. Fresh water!
How do I control myself from not eating the whole thing? Ok, it’s easy not to eat the whole thing because if I do that, I will certainly become sick. Although, the thought seriously crossed my mind at the onset of opening and smelling the sweets. How will I control myself not to eat it all in a few days? Rations, my Dear Watson!
I think of rain as drops of hope, the medicine for rebirth, the replenishing liquid of life, the means to grow, and the nectar of living.
It’s just not raining outside, the world is slowly re-creating. And just like that… one day the leaves appear!
Helping in some way, is the way to go. The more we help others, the more we help ourselves too.
A healthy mind is a healthy spirit in a healthier world.
Now that I have regained my writing, teaching and fundraising, I feel more like myself in a very different world.
I hope this will inspire you to move forward in doing what you do, being who you are and try to be Part of the Solution.
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