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A Simple Writing Exercise? Nooooo

Dunes and seashore

{An allegory – a symbolic representation}

{A parable – usually a short, fictitious story that illustrates a moral attitude or a religious principle}

I shield my eyes from the sun as I admire the glistening ocean waters from the top of the dunes. The sand is hot and rough on my bare feet and as soon as my shoes come off my feet are encompassed by the weight and depth of it. No matter how I choose to walk on the dune, I feel like I’m sinking and that I might not get down to the shore. I could get exhausted by the time I get to the water’s edge.

(Is it here, at the beginning, that the difficulty is obvious…that the next step might be in the wrong direction? Is it tough-going because you’re treading into something you shouldn’t?)

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The short piece of allegory above was part of a writing exercise from December 2012.

In January 2013 I began writing down the exercise and that’s all it was…an exercise..

{It’s amazing what God can see and reveal to you before you are even ready to receive it}

I was supposed to close my eyes and think of a place and imagine all the sights, sounds, and smells of that place that held good memories.  I immediately went to my favorite place on the earth …the beach.  Specifically the beach where I spent many summers as a child.  A wonderful place that always brings back great memories.

So, I began writing about the feel, the smell, and the warmth of the beach.  Picturing perfectly in my mind’s eye a place I knew by heart, right down to the last grain of sand – every sharks purse – every seashell that I picked up and admired.

{As I wrote, I was shocked at what was happening to my perception of my written words.}

I began to see a completely different meaning that was spiritually very deep.  A mirror I guess you would say… a mirror to the deception of sin.

{How strange was that???}

So as I wrote, I paused and went back through each paragraph and noted how the vivid descriptions were like sin.  It became an allegory and I loved it.

Months later I realized I was living it out in real life and I was drowning …

because the beach led to the ocean

and the ocean led to swimming,

and swimming led to a rip current

and one human can not survive alone against a whole ocean

and I was drowning…

I stopped writing this allegory though, because I had no conclusion to the story.  I didn’t realize that it applied to me yet, but I was having difficulty coming up with an ending.

I had no solution to the drowning except for one…

The Human Chain rescue

When I realized this allegory applied to me, I was left suspended – with no conclusion, no help, no clue, and certainly no human chain to rescue me.  So, this morning, I decided that I needed to finish this allegory and to start writing this in my blog and hopefully you’ll want to hear the rest of the story…

The story is called:

A Day at the Beach, A Journey into Sin and Back

{When I publish it, I will make this title a link…}

 
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Posted by on March 18, 2014 in Life, in general, Writing

 

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Who am I? Who are you?

Today I’m just plugging along…finishing laundry, washing dishes, and tearing apart dismantling my stove top to clean it.  Because, well, it needed it and I hadn’t used a screwdriver in a very long time…

stove

And wouldn’t you know … I’m writing too… when my hands are dry anyway …

And I’m writing things about myself, in order to pull out the good things today instead of the negative…

Who am I?

I’m a human, a girl, a wife, a mom, a writer, an artist, a crafter and a genius.

But in this world of ours, this isn’t a competition – this is who I am and most days I’m good with that.

I’m also organized, thoughtful, and caring.

I love coffee, Oreos, and chocolate cake.

I love hiking, driving, skydiving, watching birds, watching movies and reading – yes, even the dictionary!

So, what about you???  Who are you and what do you like???

 
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Silence is silver

the silver medal

I’m not sure where my voice has gone but I’m hoping it comes back. I hope that writing today when there is chaos in the house will help my focus.

I HOPE for a lot of things
*like for the child at the table to stop burping (usually that’s funny)
*or for the Banagram game to quiet down to a tolerable level
*or for the snow to hurry up and start so at least I can SEE for myself why everyone is home while the roads are still dry

Lately my silence on paper has been deafening though so that is why I have stopped all the fiddling around with art supplies in order to focus on my voice – which is essentially my writing. Last time it only had one volume – out loud, really loud – or when on paper and blog it was strong and forthcoming and somewhat rewarding.

The phrase “silence is golden” came to mind this day when I pulled out the keyboard, but that sounds like a winning opportunity – like years ago when all my children were taking naps simultaneously.

Right now, silence, in reference to writing, seems 2nd place … like a silver medal, not a gold. There’s nothing wrong with silver in the Olympics, but to some, it’s just not gold.

Silence on my keyboard is like a silver medal and I need to bring that back into my world because …

Silver:  It’s just not as significant as the big win.

So today I will write and as I begin, the noise and chaos of the house will fade …

I guess I’m on a bit of a wayward streak around here and that’s ok, but the fact that I seem to be stuck there is a big deal. And it’s not all just about writing, it’s about life.

Lately I’m catching a breath of fresh air – or catching a break – only to forget where it came from.

Sometimes I forget that for a brief moment in time I felt free from pain or free from the chaos that my life has become.

Today I will write because

I love it

I need it

It replenishes me…

 
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Posted by on March 18, 2014 in Life, in general, Writing

 

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