All the way back… Creativity Challenge Week One

 In Art & Spirituality, Creativity, Writing

Again, as I update this new blog, I am reviewing my old one. As a lover of words and creativity, it’s a pleasure to re-read some of the creative explorations I’ve shared over the years. It somehow feels like an honouring of the creative spirit – not just mine, but of everyone. Over the next few posts, I’ll share a four-week challenge I began as a way of committing to and cultivating my own creativity. This comes to me now at a time when I am refreshed by this remembering.


November 2010, Week One: The challenge!

I’ll be posting poetry each day inspired by events, non-happenings, ponderings and passing thoughts. Sometimes it might be snippets, sometimes fully-formed word-scarves. Sometimes I might explain or make changes, sometimes not. After all, this is an experiment.

5th November:

Here’s a little something that may turn into something more. My father said a sentence and I finished it off. 

Collaborative creating:


Strike up a friendwich.

all these wires

and all these visions


All this static

and decisions.


6th November:






Drag feet through


to brighter

new-beginning     boxes

beget   bits   bobs

things to clear

Take your boxes

I carry mine

and will one day

share it

when the anticipated





Mushrooms like members.


As was icecream not

clotted with the

fruit crumble.

Sometimes servings serve

in other ways

not prayers unheard

but needs and wants 

met in well balanced

nutritional dishes.


And besides

we were really there for the company.


Welcome Evening!

Well fed

well friended

[                                     ]

now in need of space

[                                     ]

I hold my hand


as I

move into evening.

Enjoying cleaning


orange-clove experiments

(sore thumbs)

home-made christmas decorations

home-made contentment

Home – home holds me 

as I

slip into the night.

Home is held.


7th November:


Dreams of angry altercations of

condiments and 


imagined issues

reminding me to eat more than baked beans

as I remind you

to eat more than cheese.

                              A surprising subject I never knew

we never spoke of.

Am happy to let that one fall away and

I’ll drink tea to toast

the fact that dreams are not real


Flights of Fancy (thoughts in the bath) 


the difference between

thoughts that are real and true

or of desires and disconnection

is that some fly up

gain gravity and manifest in reality

and some


fly up 


fall to the floor exhausted


for all they had

and never were.


Notes: Initially this read ‘or of desires and ego’, which seemed too vague. I contemplated using ‘lower mind’ or ‘lower mind kind’ but this phrasing felt like a judgement was being made of higher/lower mind. Disconnection seems to fit well (a suitable sock) and, I feel, captures the notion of inner workings not quite connected to a source in truth, as well as the sense of the inner workings of a bird malfunctioning, inside, unseen.

2016 Note: Now I would say that no thought is true or real. It’s all perspective and they are all passing shapes. I remember at the time I was confused by thoughts – believing most that arose and the connected feelings too.

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