Rhapsody Bohème

Sometimes we need a mantra, our own drumbeat, our own wisdom and knowledge to step forward. Sometime we need our own self-affirmations.

While I know that I still have some shadow work to do, that there are still a few inner children that need to be healed, I think it’s equally important to validate our process, to give ourselves a hand, to take a break and reassure ourselves with love. With unconditional love for ourselves. Listening to my heart, to hear it’s worries, to recognize it’s fears, I put my own affirmations together that are specific to me. You can do this for yourself as well. All you need to do is listen to your inner dialogue. What is on your mind. What worries you. Where do you see a lack. How can you combat those feelings with a mantra. Here is an example of what this might look like…

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But There It Was – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon


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“Don’t mess with the boxes just yet ….” from Murval

But There It Was

In my mind it was in the medium sized box,
but on further investigation it wasn't there,
so I tried the big box, the other big box, 
the little box, and nothing, retracing my 
steps, memories flooding back, different 
space same experience, always the hunting,
almost certain, confused, tired, hopeful,
almost giving up, but there it was, right at
the bottom of that first box.

Copyright 2022 ©Paul Vincent Cannon
All Rights Reserved ®

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02 january – road trip. #bloganuary

what sandra thinks

bloganuary | what sandra thinks

Again I didn’t receive the prompt as I’m supposed to. WP says they are probably going to my spam folder, but they’re wrong. No spam here. Lies. All lies.

January 2:

What is a road trip you would love to take? 

Weird coincidence—I was just collecting some photos of the place my road trip would happen.

I’d hop on a plane to Italy and buy a car. Yes, buy, not rent, because I’d move there and never look back. And I’d take many different versions of my road trip while living there. But I’ll go big for now.

Starting in Milan, my path would go to Venice with stops along the way. I love to see the places most tourists pass by. But the tourist-y stuff isn’t always bad. After Venice, we’d head for Bologna on our way to Florence. (By this time, it’s “we,” not “I,” because…

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One Of Those Days – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon


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“Heroes are made in the hour of defeat. Success is, therefore, well described as a series of glorious defeats.” Mahatma Gandhi

One Of Those Days

It's a soviet sort of day,
an orwellian double-thinking,
a self denunciation in the court
of me, myself and I, awaiting
self-admonishment, a cross 
examination of all I've left 
undone, as if to say I could 
have done it all, an unlikely
truce of words belying the 
sentiments of conscience, 
to which I adjure, I cannot
save the world singlehandedly.

Copyright 2021 ©Paul Vincent Cannon
All Rights Reserved ®

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Cold As Ice

Heartstring Eulogies

“Without you near me,
I’m bereft. Lost.”

Without you near me, I’m bereft. Lost. Standing in the midst of a winter storm. Old, forgotten leaves from autumn flying with the white flakes that swirl around me. I reach into the oblivion of white, hoping I will find you there. Near enough that your warmth would draw me in, like a moth to flame. But nothing responds. Only the howling of the frigid wind keeps me company. I am lost in this place. Without a compass nor a guiding light to point me to you. So I wait, calling your name into those whipping winds, hoping you’ll hear me and come find me.

© Sarah Doughty

I repeat, this life of mine
was never a competition,
except the ones
I set for myself.

Without you, I’m as cold as ice.

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Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge: Tuesday, December 14, 2021

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Devereaux Frazier and Beth Amanda are currently hosting the Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge which was started by our star writer Christine Ray. We hope to offer all of you something that will spark your creativity and willingness to participate.

The prompts are designed to be quick challengesthat can be written in 10 to 15minutes, inspire you creatively, are fun, and get everyone interacting. Please post your response to the prompt in the comments below and show your fellow posters some love and support. All members of the Go Dog Go community, including Baristas, are welcome to participate. Feel free to share this post on your own blogs and/or Facebook.

Today’s prompt: Write a piece of prose or poetry using the words frost, mask, and significant other

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