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“I happen to believe we are all walking repositories of buried treasure.”
–Elizabeth Gilbert, Big Magic: Creative Living Beyond Fear

I listened to the audio version of Elizabeth Gilbert’s book, Big Magic. It’s always a treat when a book is read by the author and it works, which is not always the case–as odd as that sounds.

Not only did I feel inspired by her book, I soaked up her anecdotes, and felt so excited to keep listening and learning about her experiences and synchronistic associations in navigating her writing life.

This was a gem of a book, by someone that seems humbled by her experiences. And she is funny! She had me smiling my way through her book. I enjoyed it so much that I began listening to it again about two weeks after my first listen and will probably read bits and pieces on the page for a different layer of appreciation.


  The moon is actually in Saggitarius at the moment, but it is in the 5th house, which is ruled by Leo. 

I came across this little snippet that I jotted down in my notebook. It captures the energy I feel flowing through my being, so when I looked to see where the signs are now, I was happy to see the 5th house connection and I always appreciate the carefree energy of Saggitarius!


Leo Moon

Creative juices fill my veins.
Will I lose them or lose them?
child-like activities feel right.
pull out the crayons, the glitter,
the stickers, and get to work!

A few days ago, after reaching the end of a sample Kindle copy of One Zentangle a Day: A 6-Week Course in Creative Drawing for Relaxation, Inspiration, and Fun by Beckah Krahula, I came across another Kindle book: 101+ Creative Journaling Prompts: Inspiration for Journaling and an Introduction to Art Journaling by Kristal Norton. The cost was .99 cents, so after previewing the sample and reading the reviews, I thought, Why not?

There are countless writing prompt websites and books, yes, and I own another writing prompt e-book that it too cumbersome–to many prompts–and I have several writing prompt Apps, but there was something manageable, clean, and simple about this one. I like that it has an art journaling section to incorporate that doodling side of a journaler, and the way that Kristal Norton has organized the prompts speaks to me and heightens my curiosity:

Hopes, Dreams, & Goals
Life’s Moments
Being You
Personal Growth
Story Telling
Finish the Sentence

Art Prompts

Bonus Material

It’s unusual for me not to skip ahead and jump around any book. With this one, I’ve decided to use each prompt in order, each day, and incorporate the prompts into my daily morning pages. So far I have viewed and typed the question of the day before I start morning pages, and then when I’ve gotten out all that needs to be vented or shared into my personal pages, I get down to the question.

It ends up being a continuation of morning pages that leads me where, I never know until I’ve worked it out, typed it out, gone back and forth about the question. So far the questions aren’t especially unique and I’ve only just begun, but the questions are thoughtful. I feel that much care has gone into this Kindle e-book.

That I’m engaged, and have made a commitment to myself to keep at a question a day for the next 105+ days, feels great because not only will I explore an interesting prompt, I will also be sure to show up for morning pages each day because the prompt will be the hinge that keeps me showing up on the page.

Today’s prompt: What is your wildest dream?

Happy Day, Happy Writing…

Here’s the Amazon link to the e-book:

Any type of creative expression, whether the end result is “good” or “bad” is healthy for our whole being.

I am reminded of an older woman that I met years ago. Our paths crossed for one brief summer and then our paths separated and we went our own ways. She was a great woman and had quite a mind—she was a visionary, a rebel—a strong spirit that was ahead of her time. She was a retired teacher and high school counselor, jobs she both loved, yet you could hear the disappointment in her voice at not being able to make real needed change and commitment within the faculty. She was also a writer—not published, but she wrote prolifically to her muse. Toward the end of our short relationship I became drained. I realized that though I enjoyed being a sounding board for her, learning from her, and understood and empathized with her, I was becoming depleted. Her unresolved energy was rubbing off on me, and left me feeling sapped and cranky.

Though, a fond memory that I take from our short acquaintance is when I shared my artwork with her one day. It was a mandala that I had been working on. I used drawing pastels on a blue midnight blue background. A healing energy emanated from it. She took it from my hands and admired it. She wanted to draw something too. She wanted to use her hands and imagination, reach into herself and see what would happen. Her beautiful crystalline blue eyes widened. I told her to go for it.

Several days later I saw her at the coffee shop. We said our hellos and started talking. She pulled a folded piece of paper from her bag and said she had something to show me. She unfolded the page timidly and there was a picture that she had drawn. I remember a sun and I remember liking her picture very much, but most important, I was proud of her for not being afraid of how childlike or how “bad” her drawing might have become as she set out on the blank drawing page that was new territory for her. She was willing to try it, rather than say, I can’t do it, I’m no good, or I can’t draw.

If we tell ourselves we can’t enough times, we will start to believe it.

We can do anything we set our minds to.

A large part of the joy for me is in the doing—coming to whatever task it may be, standing at the threshold, and taking that first step.