If you’ve been reading the last couple Sound of My Day posts from the last couple weeks, you’ve by now realized that I’m hitting my favorite songs from one of my all time favorite albums ever and the artist happens to be Norah Jones. You all know that feeling you get when you can only … Continue reading “One Flight Down” ~ The Sound of My Day
Falling asleep with My soul shining means waking As Mona Lisa Haiku originally published 29 August 2018 Continue reading Mona Lisa
How often do we focus on the brightest star we see? Only all the time. We see the sun all day but none of the stars in the universe beyond. Are the other stars gone during the day? No. Have they gone out or lost their shine? No. They are there but we forget to … Continue reading The Brightest Stars
There is nothing healthy about remaining in a situation with yourself or with others where it is unbearable to be in closed up in the same space alone or together. Nothing.
You are not noble or honorable or wise or kind for continuing to remain in an unhealthy situation with yourself or with someone else.
You are not strong or resilient or faithful or powerful or amazing for continuing to remain in an unhealthy situation with yourself or with someone else.
You are simply unhealthy and whether you realize it today or you realize it 10 years from now, what is healthy is what is right.
Make a change now. Use this time to reflect upon yourself and your situation now and let that motivate a positive change that lasts after the quarantine in both your relationship with yourself and your relationships with others. Continue reading The Blessing of Covid
I recently read somebody’s short musings about having spent too much time overthinking what she says, so rather than simply speaking her mind and openly expressing her feelings she does not take the time to speak her truth as often as she could or perhaps should. How many of us choose not to speak because … Continue reading Braving Rejection
Once my door is closed and I’m shut in to write, no one but me knows whether I’m writing or a non-writing writer courting madness.
In that sense, I’m definitely Schrödinger’s cat.
© Gwendolyn Raczkowski 2018. All rights reserved. Continue reading If Schrödinger’s Cat Was a Writer
Grapes start as little things. Sweet. Crisp. Perfect little bite sized balls of goodness. But they’re also immature. And as delicious as they are when paired with cheeses and slices of delicious roasted meats, crackers and honey, and perhaps a few nuts, they can be better. You see, there’s this thing about those little things. … Continue reading Fine Wine or Alone In the Dark