I can’t remember where I heard the following question, or the exact wording for that matter, but it was put forward as a way of acknowledging our personal preference for getting started/inspired in creative pursuits.
Do you prefer to sit before a blank piece of paper, or a piece of…
I wrote a poem for AC.
It’s dedicated to her.
It is also for all and any women who don’t feel seen; who do not feel or have not felt witnessed, honoured, cherished, desired. I know, unfortunately, that is true for a lot of women, which makes me sad; it also makes…
Yo Yo Yo! Oh, wait, sorry. Why, oh why, oh why…oh!
After your post-wordplay sigh you may ask, “Why do we need to talk about Whys?” Great question.
The more I work directly with people on their Stuff and their relationship with it — and simply watching people exist in…
🎵 Lists. Hmmph! Good God, dull! What are they good for? The list is ironically endless. 🎵
But seriously. What are they for? Or, more specifically, what have we been taught to use lists for? (Yep, you guessed it! List time…)