Hello all! I wanted to let you know that I'm putting on my big girl pants and launching my official writer blog. I would love to have you follow me here. Thank you so much for reading and following! Love and light, Karen An update...for whatever reason, WordPress isn't functioning right today and my link … Continue reading Time for a change
(This post is in response to the prompt “What’s your Storytelling Superpower” for the DIY MFA Book Club. To learn more about the club, click here. To take the quiz yourself, click here.) It comes as no surprise that my “superpower” came back as Survivor. The stories I’ve enjoyed most from childhood on have had … Continue reading My storytelling superpower
(This post is in response to the prompt "Tell a story about a time when you had to honor your reality" for the DIY MFA Book Club. To learn more about the club, click here.) When I started down the writer’s path, I quickly realized that setting boundaries and being occasionally selfish (gasp!) with my … Continue reading Learning to honor my reality
(This post is in response to the prompt "How did you become a writer?" for the DIY MFA Book Club that started today. Click here for more information on the club.) I have heard from many writers that the desire to write began early on. My own journey to the keyboard came a bit later. … Continue reading How I became a writer
As I drove out of my neighborhood one day last week, I passed a teenage boy riding his bike. He wore no helmet and had one hand on the handlebars, one on his phone while his eyes were fixed to the screen as he rode. He did not once look up in the time it … Continue reading The Gift of Wondering
Change is what they want to see and change is what they are going to bring into the world.
A few days ago, as I walked down an aisle in Target, I passed by a woman speaking to a clerk. As I wandered past, the clerk nodded his head and proceeded to lead the woman to what she was seeking. The woman, following his lead, said with a slight giggle, “I’m just a mom. … Continue reading What gift do you bring?
We are hard-wired for light...
It is difficult to look at this person who should have been the one to love you first and best and come to the painful realization that they have inflicted most of the wounds in your life.
When I was about twelve years old, I went to the beach with my family. I loved playing in the ocean. I had no fear of it. I especially loved finding sand dollars! It was an amazing little gift from nature to find them. One day, I ran headlong into the ocean water, jumping waves … Continue reading Remaining open