Where we’re place
may yield happiness
must be wild and untamed
through the broken windowpanes
The childhood bedroom
where you hid
under thin blankets
only to a trail
to the dying
What was allowed
as transparent as glass
on the path before you
Write the darkness
and be still
The scars will heal
Copyright (C) 2020 Penny Wilson
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I don’t usually ask anything of my followers. Your visits, comments and continued support has been more than enough for me for several years now. But today, I am asking you to pray for my dear friend Denise. She has been diagnosed with Lung Cancer. I’ve done a few posts about Denise over the years. Suffice it to say that she is someone very dear to me. She’s the sister that I never had. We have had a close relationship for more than 40 years.
I don’t care what your religious stand is, but I feel that whether you believe or not, Prayer is a powerful thing. When you pray, you send out your positivity (if that’s a word) into the universe. That positiveness has an effect. A simple way to look at it is this. If you are around a angry or negative person, that “feeling” tends to rub off on you, right? The same goes for the positive side of things. If you are getting positive support and encouragement, you feel that and it helps.
I will be traveling to Oregon soon to be with my bff, but I’m not sure when. I’ll keep you posted. Meanwhile, please say a little prayer of healing for Denise.
Thank you, my Dear WordPress Family! And thank you for joining me on this journey. ❤ Penny
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We all write for different reasons. There are as many different reasons to write as there are writers. I’ve been writing off & on my whole life. But I didn’t give it any real merit or take it seriously until a few years ago. Now, writing is a huge part of my life. One that I could not imagine being without.
My blog is a mixture of all kinds of things. From my personal experiences to the daydreams of short stories or poetry. It’s filled with my life. My hopes, my dreams, and my tragedies, fears, and setbacks.
But more than anything, it’s filled with healing.
Through my writing, I’ve been able to put voice to the many experiences in my life. This expression is an outlet. A way to shout, scream, kick the dog (figuratively, of course. I would NEVER kick sweet Rocket), cry or sing, soar and rejoice.
It’s a way to heal.
But not just for me. I hope that some of my writing has touched others. I’ve written many times about depression and its devastation on people. I’ve also written about family, loves and loss.
If my writing has touched you in some small way; if it has helped you heal in some small way, that makes me extremely happy. If my writing made you smile on a day where it was tough to smile, then it’s all been worth it. Because that’s what writers do. They touch others’ lives through their writing.
As always, thank you for joining me on this journey. ❤ Penny