because time is slippery memories mingle with worries when the pen lies dormant because others are mirrors of magnitude shining back the full spectrum of light in each of us because when was the last time you made an appointment to savor the words of your own heart? ©Ali Grimshaw 2022
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Swimming upstream feeling the pull of this current day of decisions to be made. Kicking away troubled tributaries “You will regret this.” They say. Where is my ladder through? (even fish get one of those) I guess God must think me an excellent swimmer. ©Ali Grimshaw 2021
I continue to meet big-hearted humans across different time zones. Writing together provides a mirror for us to process life in a place where we have all agreed to listen with compassion. Come join us for a writing circle. No experience needed. All voices are welcome. Write Yourself: Reflection Through Poetry Mon, July 18, 2022 4:30 PM – 6:00 PM PDT Register HERE
Now is the only time that matters Say goodbye to what is gone. No matter its importance then now is a new beginning. We get attached to our words, to-do lists, the shoulds and woulds that we tell ourselves. They keep us tied to the past. Fill us with regret and doubt for the next step forward. Now is the only time that matters. By Val Boyko I am grateful for Val's permission to share her poem from a recent writing circle. You can find more of her poems and yoga offerings here, www.FindYourMiddleGround.com. It has been an amazing to write with Val across the many miles, hear her experiences and find connection with someone who started out as a stranger and now is a friend. I continue to meet big-hearted humans across different time zones. Writing together provides a mirror for us to process life in a place where we have all agreed to listen with compassion. Come join us for a writing circle. Write Yourself: Reflection Through Poetry Saturday, January 29, 2022 Click HERE for more information and registration. No experience needed. All voices welcome. Photo taken at Smith Rock State Park
Writing together is a beautiful method of letting go, highlighting what is worth holding on to, and listening inward. It is a playful journey and a great way to make friends from distant places. Join me for a writing circle as we start a new year.
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Wishing you peace and wellness in 2022.
Ali
To Know You by Kelley Morris Oh, that I would not Miss the chance To know you Past your likes Past your dislikes The chance To offer time As a gift for us both- After all, that is The only way We truly connect Occupying The same space In the physical In the technological Either has the ability To spark the same magic Oh, that I would not Miss the chance To know you Due to the foolishness Of a word Such as busy- Is there really such a thing, anyway? I am grateful for Kelley's permission to share her poem from a recent writing circle. You can find more of her poems here, pianogirlthoughts.com. Kelley lives in Oklahoma, I in Oregon. I never would have had the chance to know her if she hadn't joined a writing circle. It has been an amazing to write with her across the many miles, hear her experiences and find connection with someone who started out as a stranger and now is a friend. I continue to meet big-hearted humans across different time zones. Writing together provides a mirror for us to process life in a place where we have all agreed to listen with compassion. Come join us for a writing circle. No experience needed. All voices are welcome. Photo taken November 2021, Bozeman, Montana.
tending melancholy rows of dusk swaying scented thoughts light eases away toward your side of the world barefoot I close my eyes to listen our Mother Earth is singing us home ©Ali Grimshaw 2021
Eugi’s Weekly Prompt – Round the World – August 5, 2021. – Join the fun HERE.
Guardian Lying on a bed Of soft clover And gentle ferns I gaze up at you- As your limbs Reach to the sky I cover my eyes In an attempt To shade from The sunlight Streaming down- Noticing my Squinting eyes You quietly call The gentle breeze To craft a lovely canopy From green leaves Allowing me to Once again See you clearly- Here we stay Until the sun Begins to set Until you Reach down Lift me up And tenderly Place me In the crook Of your strong branch- I rest my head In peaceful sleep By Kelley Morris I am grateful for Kelley's permission to share her poem from a recent writing circle. I continue to meet amazing women across different time zones. You can find more of her poems on her blog, pianogirlthoughts.com Writing together provides a mirror for us to process life in a place where we have all agreed to listen with compassion. Come join us for a writing circle. No experience needed. All voices are welcome. Self-Compassion Through Poetry: Writing Circle, Friday, August 13, 9:30 – 11:00 am PDT. Register here
via Crocus blossom — Vova Zinger’s Photoblog
each day a reaching of outward iridescence threaded violet choices ©Ali Grimshaw 2021 Thank you to Vova Zinger for granting permission to share this inspiring photo as an accompaniment to my poem. I have followed Voya's photography blog for quite a while. His images are fantastic. I love writing with people from around the world. Come share your voice within the writing circle. You may be surprised how the words can flow forth with ease. All voices welcome. Self-Compassion Through Poetry: Writing Circle Friday, July 9, 9:30 – 11:00 am PDT. Register here
This tastes like the memory of that simmering summer day. I held a buttercup flower under your chin, declaring with the yellow glow of your skin, "You like butter." When you said, "Let me try," I knew we would be friends. You were another who wanted to see the colors for herself. ©Ali Grimshaw 2021 For Eugenia's prompt - Happiness Give yourself space to let go Give yourself time to listen inward Give yourself freedom to be Join me for my next writing circle. Self-Compassion Through Poetry: Writing Circle
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Thinly sliced sections of her heart carefully laid bare an inner dissection to find the magnificence of awe that is her heartwisdom. Following faded peak moments mindfully mapped on her skin. Elevations reached, views of reckoning and contours fallen from while yearning led to an evolution of her topography. She continues to traverse past valleys while climbing toward her next becoming still a proposed expedition. © Alicia Grimshaw Rewrite from 2019 dVerse Open Link Night - Join the fun HERE Join me for a writing circle Let me hold space for your voice to appear on the page. Self-Compassion Through Poetry: Writing Circle, Friday, June 25, 10:00 – 11:30 am PDT Register here
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