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Why I Write
When I write, I draw on my experiences as a woman with a painful past, a rapturous wife and mother, a world traveler, and a spiritualist. For me, writing is an art form. Like an artist, the work becomes more than I imagined it would be. When I set out to write a story with a particular idea or character in mind, words I cannot claim as my own flow from a magical and mysterious place through me and onto paper. The work takes on a life of its own; it is living art. The process fascinates me, satiates me, and makes my life more meaningful.
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Blog, Blog, Blog #666892 added September 8, 2009 at 2:58pm
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What I'd do, if I dared...
I spent the day yesterday with my cousin and her family. A couple years back, she found out her husband was cheating. Their marriage teetered on the brink of the abyss for over six months, then slowly they worked their way back to each other. Now, they're solid. Granite solid. But when things were coming apart, my cousin declared to herself that life was too short to waste the good days. When you're knee deep in bad, you have new perspective. She decided she was going to go skydiving, something she had always wanted to do but never dared try.
A couple weeks ago, with her now faithful life partner next in the jump line, she did it. The two of them went skydiving. When I watched their videos yesterday, I was filled with awe that she would dare to jump out of a plane at 14,000 ft! She fell at a speed of 120 miles per hour! The picture of her taken by the company's photographer that documents each jump's experience is now her desktop wallpaper. Firey sunset colors outline the profile of her body and her face is the picture of living-in-the-moment joy.
I'm not an adrenalin junkie, but I want an experience that forces me right in the middle of the present. I want to my immediate senses hightened, my emotions raw and all about the moment, not the moment before or the one after. So, I've been thinking: What would that experience be, for me?
I've never scuba dived on a coral reef. That's what comes right to mind. I'm sure there are other ideas if I gave myself more time to think. But, scuba diving would be awesome! Oh, and I want to climb Mt. Kilimanjaro. And I want to climb over the top of the bridge at Sydney's harbor.....
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