Between the Stones

There was a slight drizzle, as it should be. After all, we were walking in an old cemetery, littered with mossy headstones and broken slabs. Odin was in doggy heaven, racing around the occasional bushes and rocks, poking his head into holes and paths leading from the clearing. I, on the other hand, was apparently the last living human to…

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In the Year of Jubilee

My year of Hiatus is almost up. At least, that’s what my unknown future is telling me. What my bank account is telling me. What my current career options are telling me. And that’s scary. Because this has been such a beautiful collection of days, strung together with free time, learning, games, and love. And I don’t want to give…

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Photographs.

They say that a picture is worth a thousand words… and poetry is music for the soul. But for me, description is a visual photography, where the poetry is placed in the mind rather than the eyes. The colours are only as bright and as vivid as the author can imagine, and the sounds are only comparable to the music…

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Liebster Award: Stalking Blogs with Etiquette

I know there are differing opinions out there about blogging awards, but personally,  I’d like to look at it as a completely legitimate reason to stalk random blogs online, and tell other people how awesome they are (and I think that’s pretty cool)… So even though this is of a different colour than the average post, I’m honoured to be a…

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“Let’s Be More”

To a certain extent, I think many of us like to see ourselves as Adventure Seekers. It’s a fun and thrilling picture to think of shouting “Carpe Diem!” at the top of our lungs right as we hit the top of the roller coaster, or spontaneously skip towards the bend in the road – But sometimes… sometimes we’ve had one too many…

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Just Run With It

I recently bought a new pair of running shoes. Well, metaphorically at least. You know how it works. One day you look at your life and you realize, Hey, I wanna do that – paint a mural, sow a garden, write a novel, build a house, get back into shape, whatever. So, you make plans: You write in a calendar.…

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Just When You Need It

Some days, it’s hard to get up. It’s hard to put aside the worries and future concerns. It’s hard to stop wishing things were different. It’s hard not to resent when things don’t go our way.

ThoUGhT BuBblE (parenthesis included).

I started the morning by bringing two mismatched shoes to school (It’s Monday, isn’t it?), and had to walk around in my socked feet all day, twinning it alongside every other twelfth-grader in the building (I’m definitely the coolest teacher ever, they just don’t know it yet). Did I mention that the left shoe had a giant hole in the…

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A Season of Silence

Amidst the gratitude of Thanksgiving, the carolling of Christmas, and the first real taste of everyday freedoms, I inconveniently find myself in a rather poetic, albeit incessant, season of silence. Here I am with a world of opportunity before me: volleyball season is over, the calves are weaned, and the evenings are free of homework. I could not have asked for a more promising recipe for writing success.