Rainy Days Kick My Butt

Well, it’s day 5 for NaBloPoMo and I’ve realized that this year it’s a little more challenging keeping up with my posts than last year. Last year I only had one kid; this year I have TWO! And there’s nothing wrong with that! Just a little more time consuming [;

Regardless, I’m sticking to it! At the same time, I’ve also put myself up to the photography101 course through the daily post. I absolutely love it! I’m just praying I don’t kill myself with all the challenges I’ve laid out for myself.


Today’s prompt for the #photo101 course is water

As you can see, it’s been raining here in Texas today. ALL day. It was one of those days at work where I had to literally force and will myself to stay awake. I drank Dr Pepper and cups of coffee back to back for at least an hour. Even though it’s the worst kind of weather I hate to be in it’s also the best kind of weather to calm me down and soothe my soul. It’s a huge contradiction for myself, but at least I can own up to it ya know?

Sorry to disappoint you guys, but the rest of my evening is going to be spent at the local Starbucks while I mull over a cup of caramel brûlée and a thick book of dental assisting lessons and tests. I’ve got my final left to take, and I’m as anxious as ever. That being said, this post is coming to an end. I promise to try and give you guys something more entertaining than just listening to the rambles of how my day went and yada yada ya. Until then, I hope you all choose to stick around! [:




For me, home is a place I look forward to getting to after being at work all day. Home means I get to be reunited with my two girls and the rest of my crazy, yet loving, family. It means that I can leave all the rest of my worries from the day back where they are and find comfort when I reach my destination of home

Home means a lot of things to me. Driving there on my way from work is what this shows, and that’s one of the aspects.

Kicking Off NaBloPoMo

Guess what guys? It’s that time of year again! No, I’m not quite talking about Christmas yet. I’m thinking more like NaBloPoMo!

I did pretty good with it last year and it was so great to feel convicted to write because I knew I’d dedicated myself to something. This year I’m doing it all over again. Which means, a ton of posts from me and a ton of posts for everyone to read!

I’m not sure how much different it’ll be, because I will have to do everything from my phone, and quite honestly it’s just not the same as putting my fingers to an actual keyboard. I feel a tiny bit less motivated when I know I’ll have to mull over my phone just to push out one post, but you’ve gotta use what resources you’ve got right?!

Well, with that being said: let’s kick this thing off! I hope to meet and read with plenty of new bloggers! Good luck everyone!

Setting Goals

As much as I love writing, I don’t do it nearly enough. Work and motherhood always get the upper hand and I chalk my excuses up to that and call it a day. But what good is it, for me, if I let my creativity die for nothing?

Well, I can’t have that! So, instead of finding more excuses to come up with, I decided to join this blogging 201 sort of class to keep my scatter brained butt on track.

I’m setting goals people! I’m setting goals for myself, and more specifically so, for where I want my blogging to take me.

I’ve always thought of my blog as a series of adventures that I’ve gone on and shared with the world. It’s never the same story twice and there’s always a different feel to it. I feel like I collect my memories on a shelf there and I place them inside glass balls for everyone else to see; whether it be bad or good. There was never a specific reason as to why I created my blog other than the simple fact that I love to write and I’ve always seen myself as an open book. I’ve always felt that I wanted to share a piece of myself with the world. Pieces that could only be seen and heard through words. So, in order to keep that dream alive and kicking I’m going to have to make some things happen:

1. Blog/write, at minimum, twice a week to create a steady habit for myself and to keep my creative juices flowing and nurtured.

2. Actually gain about 100 consistent readers and receive actual feedback from “regulars” I want to acquire regulars.

3. Interacting. I’ve got to get better at it. I’m going to interact with 5 people/bloggers minimum during the week.

Trying to keep up with this isn’t gonna be a slice of Apple pie or anything, but it’s certainly well worth it! I’m gonna make this happen. Let’s DO THIS!

If My Life Were A Playlist

When someone asks you what your favorite song is or takes an interest in the genre of music you listen to, let’s not kid ourselves, we get a little giddy and excited. Music is one of those universal things that will always bring people together no matter the differences, and when someone is genuinely interested we feel like we get to open ourselves up without fear or judgment and share a part of ourselves that can’t be spoken because it’s only expressed through the instrumentals and voices of others.

I’ve always taken to music for any aspect or situation in my life. If you want to know my hobbies and interests I’m going to tell you, without even having to think, art and music. The creative soul that lives inside my flesh knows without a doubt that the two go hand in hand, intertwining each other to bring the same result of an equation I’m always searching for the answer to.

Because music is so revolutionary and profound it has a way of touching people. Sometimes you aren’t expecting it, and to me that’s the best way to be touched; not expecting it or realizing what’s happening. You only know what you feel in that moment and your soul becomes so full. Sometimes that’s the only way to explain it. Those are the songs you never forget, the ones that you hold with you until the end of everything, because to you they are everything. I have a small handful, but today I’m going to share three of those songs with you guys. Maybe you’ll take an interest yourself and open up a whole new world in the universe of music to discover. That’d be the best thing I could wish for anyone!

•Fix You|Coldplay
I can’t tell you that it’s a happy memory or feelings that this song gives me, but instead a feeling of release. When I was 15 years old I lost my cousin and very best friend in a very tragic kind if way. I was so young, confused, and hurt with physical and spiritual pain that I don’t think I fully understood how to deal with it. After weeks of crying and sitting in my room alone with thoughts that only brought more tears and sorrow, I came across an MP3 player that had been hers while we were in high school together. As I’m flipping through all of the songs I see the song by Coldplay. I remember kidding with her saying that no one listened to this band because they weren’t as cool as all the other pop sensations at the time. But this time, I plugged in my headphones, fool a seat in the middle of my room on the floor and wept while I listened to the words of this song. It was about being found even though you felt hopelessly lost, about someone being there with a light on to guide you out of the darkness. For me, that’s what that song was: being able to release and find a sense of healing. She sent me that song in the exact time that I needed it.

•Strawberry Swing|Coldplay
This song in particular was with me when I was pregnant with my first baby girl, Aliyah. I was only 19 years old when pregnant with her and it wasn’t an easy path to travel. Feeling alone in everything I had to go through, that song was my reminder that what I was dealing with didn’t matter for the sake of myself, that it was all for her. No matter what it looked or felt like, I wanted to always be her hero; the person she could turn to despite any circumstance. This song kept me in a place of self-assurance. For that, I am in love with every word.

Ironically, while writing out these songs, I was actually unaware that all three of them would be by Coldplay but, here we are. Every song that held an ounce of importance to me came from these guys.

I realized I was in love when I first heard this song. I had no idea that I even was until that day when he asked me to listen to it and I realized it was everything we were. Being in love was a cliché but it was the best, and here was this song that put us into words that we couldn’t say ourselves.

Music has always been everything for me and it’s always been with me.

Free Range

Write for 20 minutes and see what we come up with hmm? Not really sure how interesting this could be, but I’m giving it a go because I really am excited about starting the Writing 101 course!

I should be doing homework for my dental assisting class. Especially considering the fact that I’ve got a 7 week old newborn and a 3 year old on my hands. Yes, it’s a busy life, but I’ve learned that we always find time for the things we love most.

Trying to write in a free range of thinking is tough. My brain runs in 15 different directions at 125 mph and by the time I get to the word or phrase I intended to use, it’s become something completely different. Then, of course, there’s that whole situation where I go back to re-read what I’ve written only to find out that I hate it. The backspace button and I have a very familiar relationship.

So, this is a pretty intriguing exercise for me–being free in what you write. It’s almost like learning to cope with that weird adolescent stage when you feel awkward no matter what you wear or who you hang out with. You have to learn to find your own voice and become completely confident in it. There’s this raw feeling of satisfaction when you can take away all the rules you’ve made up in your head–the ones that hold us back and block out the real creativity we’re longing to reach–and you just let your fingers fly across the keyboard or scribble across the lines and paper of your journals without ever having to look back–no second guessing!

Writing 101, bring it!

Heiress; in the Creative Sense

Welcome to Week Three of the month-long Carnival of Creative Mothers to celebrate the launch of The Rainbow Way: Cultivating Creativity in the Midst of Motherhood
by Lucy H. Pearce

Today’s topic is Creative Inheritance. Do read to the end of this post for a full list of carnival participants. 

Join the Carnival and be in with a chance to win a free e-copy of The Rainbow Way! Next week is our final week!
December 11th: The Creative Process.


I’ve always known that I had a creative soul. Since I can remember I’ve always been drawn to unnatural things that I could see beauty in, but no one else could—or wouldn’t try to see it at least. I’ve taken art classes since I was in middle school through high school, and photography and writing, I’ve always been passionate about. These things, they fuel my creativity, and once I get started it spreads like fire.

Honestly, if I could have it my way, I’d spend all the time I had outside, trying to embrace nature all around me, finding pieces of life and joy in the small gifts that Mother Nature sends us—the changing of leaves during the change of seasons, butterflies, flowers, trees, etc. So much of it we take for granted, but for me, it inspires me. Creativity inspires me to express life! I want to share with everyone how much life you can feel just by understanding the creative side of yourself and expressing it!

I’ve never been one to get straight A’s in school. Math and Science well, you can kiss my butt. English, History, and Art, why hello! I use that part of your brain that they say thinks more creatively—I don’t remember if it’s the left or right side, not a smarty pants remember? Point is, I’ve got this huge part of my brain that I basically use just to be creative; not such a bad deal.

Took me until I was maybe 16 to learn a few interesting things about my family but when I finally did, oh man was I interested! My grandmother on my father’s side was the first cousin to Etta James—yes the singer—and she was also an amazing singer herself. I loved her so very much, and she was my favorite grandparent—if anyone’s allowed to have such a thing. I found out that my grandfather on my father’s side as well, was also very much into photography—guess I know where that comes from now. He had so many cameras, and there’s so many pictures that I’ve seen from those days that were taken by my dad with those same cameras and it intrigues me to know that all these things that my creative soul craves, it comes from my bloodline. It’s something I was born to yearn for, and it inspires and enlightens me.

I love that there’s some part of my family that shared the same passion that I have for creativity, they had as well. I’m not sure of the other parts of my family, because we’re so big. There could be so many other missing pieces to our creative puzzle, but what I know now, it only astounds and astonishes me. Being a mother now, I do my best to instill creativity into my daughter. We walk outside and admire the trees. When night falls, we search for the moon in the clouds and sometimes she finds her faster than I can myself. We sketch/color together. We dance—and not that choreographed mess—I’m talking move your body all over the place, hands in the air, spinning around until you fall down, kind of dance. It’s liberating, and freeing. I’d never want to push or force her into wanting to embrace her creativity, but I can nurture it while she’s still young and hope that she comes to appreciate the beauty of it all, and be grateful for it in the end.


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  • Carnival host and author of The Rainbow Way, Lucy at Dreaming Aloud celebrates her creative fairy godmothers, and gives thanks for the creative blessings that each has gifted her.
  • In
    ‘From Trash To Treasure: Christmas Decoration’ Laura from Authentic Parenting shares fond memories crafting with her mom and a little
    project her mom did recently. 

  • Lucy Pierce from Soulskin Musings celebrates the rich creative inheritance of her mother’s poetic soul and artful ways. 
  • Is thinking differently a curse or a gift? Zoie at TouchstoneZ susses out whether her family legacy might hinder or encourage creativity.
  • Dawn Collins at TheBarefootHome Dawn thinks we’re all born with a creative inheritance from the mother we all share…Mother Nature.
  • Licia Berry at Illumined Arts looks at the creative inheritance passed on by our ancestral lineage, discovered through sexuality and the Sacred Feminine within in “Sexuality and the Sacred Feminine”
  • Alex at The Art of Birth explores the nature of creativity. 
  • Handcrafts are prayers, that’s what Corina from PatchScrap learned from grandmother.
  • Jennifer at Let Your Soul Shine retraces her creative inheritance from her childhood and all the way back to the 19th Century.  
  • Kirstin at Listening to the Squeak says “I have always known my creative inheritance and it is so very important for my children to know theirs.”
  • Becky at Raising Loveliness reflects on her experiences of creativity.
  • Creative Inheritance is a Beautiful Thing, says Aimee at Creativeflutters and discusses where her creativity comes from and what influences in her family have helped her on her artistic journey. 
  • Georgie at Visual Toast shares her creative inheritance.
  • Esther at Nurture Workshop expresses the gift of a creative mind and the doors that are waiting to be opened for those who are willing to explore.
  • Whitney Freya at Creatively Fit is inspired by the sacred spark within each of us, a spark that transcends time and is infinitely creative.
  • Denise at It Begins with a Verse  looks back at her family’s creative inheritance.
  • Womansart shares her reflections on creative inheritance.
  • Lys at Stars and Spirals looks at the creative inheritance as described by the astrological chart, drawing on her personal journey into motherhood and reawakened creativity.
  • Biromums wrote poems about their creative inheritance.
  • Kae at The Wilde Womb reflects on the various artists within her family and how it has shaped her identity and what impression she wishes to leave her own children. 
  • Marit’s Paper World shares her creative inheritance.
  • Lucy at Capture by Lucy  reflects on her experiences of creativity.
  • Knitting blankets and the inner landscape–my mother’s life’s work, writes Nicki from Just Like Play
  • Something Sacred – Sadhbh at Where Wishes Come From writes about how the creativity of the women in her family has influenced her.
  • Mamma Bloom at Breathe and Bloom writes about her creative inheritance.
  • Mama is Inspired shares how she loved to make holiday ornaments as a child, and now is continuing that tradition with her own child.
  • Ali Baker is a creative mama to twin girls who reignited her creative energy and sense of who she used to be by just doing it and creating whatever needs to be created in an imperfect way. 
  • KatyStuff hopes inheritance is a long way off, but, when the day comes her woodworker father has already said he is comforted by knowing his work is in so many homes.
  • Jasmine at Brown Eyed Girl realizes that the creativity she craves for so deeply may actually be something that runs deeper than just her imagination.
  • Darcel at The Mahogany Way shares her creative journey.
  • Rising on the Road shares her experiences at Finding Life in a Death.