Monthly Archives: March 2021

Existance; the quality of being

“Formal existance; that which makes anything to be what it is; or rather, the peculiar nature of a thing; the very substance; as the essence of christianity.” Unknown.

Our existance prepares us for what comes our way. This is profound enough. But our idenity and character carries forward through time and trails. Making us stonger, weaker, or just broken.

“We are all broken. That’s how the light gets in,” is ascribed to Hemmingway. And “There is a crack in everything God has made,” is attributed to Ralph Waldo Emerson. Two famous men. Writers who poured their existance onto the page. Like in Romans 12:2 states, “Illuminating what lies deep inside.” Finding inner peace amongst a struggle or after and expressing it for others to understand.

“I won’t give up. So don’t give in. You’ve fallen down but you can rise again.
So don’t give up. When the demon that’s inside you is ready to begin and it feels like it’s a battle that you will never win, when you’re aching for the fire and begging for your sin, when there’s nothing left inside, there’s still a reason to fight.” A reason to fight by Disturbed.

Embrace your existance and pour it out.

Flutter Around

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“The seagulls disperse, squawking. Elizabeth pretends they are snow white doves. Doves have positive connotations. Like the biblical story where Noah sends a dove out. It comes back with an olive branch in its beak conveying new life. They represent peace, love, faith, purity and eternal life. Since dove’s mate for life, they signify a long and happy marriage. A more appropriate bird for the day, she thinks. Yet, flocks of birds, even those who may poop on your head, announce prosperity, progress and abundance will come.” Katherine Webster (an excerpt from my book in progress).

Everyone has a viewpoint! It depends on our moods. Our circumstances. Our day. Where are minds are in the moment. Even Characters in every book you read have viewpoints. It is what makes us and our characters interesting.

As a writer we must know our characters intimately. Otherwise our minds flutter around confused and aimless, unable to settle on their viewpoint.

We do this by building our characters backstory. How the past made who they are. Just as how our pasts made who we are. So we know their mind, their emotions, and how they will react. A little like building your own Frankenstein monster. Some pieces work, some don’t. And eventually your character takes on a mind of its own. As a writer you get to decide what needs to be harnessed and what gets set free. Letting your mind flutter around the possible scenarios. Landing on the right one that portrays their mood and create their circumstances. Enabling their story to advance. Showing their reactions to any situation you put forth. You bring them alive.

“Life, although it may only be an accumulation of anguish, is dear to me, and I will defend it.”

Braucher/Braucherei

Pronouced brow-her. German word meaning need. Research will tell you the superficial meaning is folk medicine. Those who practice this so called folk medicine will tell you it is a way of life. Handing down its traditions for generations.

It is the art of using hebology, reflexology, bone manipulation, chants, poems, songs, and prayers to heal. With roots deep in history and faith. Invoking the Holy Trinity. It is about fulfilling the need for wellbeing. A need as old as time.

Those who practice this art form live it and breathe it. It is second nature for them. It is who they are. History has taught them to hide it. That it is witchcraft. Magic. Superstitous nonesense. Hocus pocus. Forcing it to become a dying art. But it cannot suppress a persons need or belief they can heal themselves and others. Those who can perform, will.

I find it fasinating!

Writing is hard in Spring

The weather gets nice and all writing is pushed aside. Time to let the sun rejuvenate. Go for a long walk. Put air in the tires of those stored bicycles. Plan some outdoor activity that gives you joy. Winters strong hold is gone. Summer is coming. Writing can wait.

When you are a writer, though, writing never waits. Never. I find my mind always writes. Just not on paper. I write while watching birds exhilarated displays. I note characters that emerge and beg to come alive in a book someday. I notice intricate details. My mind refreshed and opened. Constantly storing words and images

So, embrace these days. Even if they feel squandered. They will make better writing days ahead!