What Happens When I Write…

So I told y’all that I was participating in a 21-day writing/yoga challenge, right? 800 words a day, yoga 5 days a week. Well, I managed to finish the insane thing.

And here’s some of what came out of it… Some stupid, some worth working on:

Friends are good. Complicated, but good.
___________
Greatness does not happen by accident.
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If the wrong choice is made, it cannot be undone by a simple explanation.
___________
385 words now. I’m nearly halfway there and very hungry.
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Some say pain helps us. Makes us stronger. When I’m in pain, all I feel is weak.
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Change changes things.
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The end of the day
is soft and is sweet
is shadow on cheek.
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How can I do more creativity?
explode.
I can explode.
Burst into a frenzy of making and creating and doing. Just let it all fly out of me without any hindrance of self-critique. Just let it flow…
___________
simple moments – how can I make my life more simple? how can I have less distractions and more focus? how can I continue to put the computer down in search of simplicity….?
___________
every time we enter a car and drive down the road, we are putting our lives in the hands of other drivers. how can we be so blindly trusting of complete strangers?
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the challenge in creating is not the new idea, but how to best represent the new idea to the rest of the world. What’s in my head rarely comes out correctly on paper, melody, or line.
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Fear is muted by the deaf ears of determination.


Any favorites? Anything I need to turn into a song?
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9 thoughts on “What Happens When I Write…

  1. I like what happens when you write :) Beautiful words! I’m on a quest to embrace simple moments and make my life simplier. Thanks for sharing these words.

  2. If the wrong choice is made, it cannot be undone by a simple explanation.

    Amen. I’m so thankful God sees every single motive and the deepest corners of our hearts. A look others will never know…or understand.

  3. whew. hefty stuff here. (stinky, stinky, stinky) hefty, hefty, hefty. (aaaaand, i just quoted a trash bag commercial. sleepy much?)

    my fave:
    Fear is muted by the deaf ears of determination.

    yes. ma’am.

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