Joy’s Writing
For a second, I could see it
All of us across this vast world, billions of us, flying in formation as one humanity. And we think we’re alone!
Telling old stories because we don’t have new ones yet
We can only spin narratives for so long before they become overworked and threadbare.
May all that isn’t mine fall away
What if I release my vice grip on all that I cared about? Stop choking it with my crushing concern?
I thought I knew ‘good’ writing
It’s not about grammar rules. It’s about beauty sourced at the wellspring of the soul. No refining, no polishing, just aliveness.
The critic *loves* crickets
Your internal critic is brilliant—because you are. Empty silence is one of its favorite platforms.
Keeping our hearts open anyway
If we’re going to walk heart-first through this time of destruction and rebirth, we have to find ways not to be immune to the moments of pain, but to let them re-shape us.
Celebrating 5 years of mind-blowing magic
Let's keep expressing, keep reaching for the truth, keep holding each other in kindness and love.
Why metaphor?
Metaphor turns out to be a magical swiss army knife for the creative soul. And it is far more available to us than we realize.
No really, it *is* all in you.
It’s hard not to look outside ourselves for answers - especially since the world keeps inviting us to.
What is aligned writing?
When our mind, heart, body are in sync, often the writing can more easily pour through.
The story behind the sanctuary (my strand of it, anyway)
Facing the now is asking so much of us. Surrender. Grief. Community. Forgiveness. Creativity. Patience. A new kind of friendship with the earth.
Reorienting in the chaos
Finding deeper resources, becoming more anchored in what we know—even now—to be true. Continuing to wonder and to experience wonder.
You just got scared. It happens.
Of course we get scared. We’re little fuzzy earth bunnies with well honed startle responses. And though we forget ourselves in these moments, it’s always possible to find our way back.
Embodied healing
What happens when can we keep our attention on the very real thing inside ourselves, versus spending it on all that we can’t change?
For the sake of itself
The joy is in the making, in the moving, in the connecting. Nothing needs to become anything if we don’t want it to—or if the creation itself doesn’t want to.
The moments that shaped us
Re-finding and healing the moments our creativity was shut down—and celebrating when it was supported.
We’ve been in training
Whatever happens, we are perhaps more ready for it than we realize.