I am inspired each day that I teach my workshops. The women who come to my workshops and share their lives with me inspire me. I love listening to their life stories and feel my life is so much fuller because of each of these women. January 28-30, 2011 at the Miramonte Resort Hotel in beautiful Indian Wells, CA will be the host of my first conference on Women Inspiring Women. I am so excited as I am working on my list of inspiring women who will be speaking and sharing their lives and expertise. Consider bringing some friends to this amazing weekend. Prepare to be inspired! Email me for more information! email@example.com
Do you inspire others? Contact me if you would like to fill out an application for this inspirational weekend. Do you know someone who has an inspiring story to share or is an inspiring speaker? Contact me for details on how you can be invited to attend!
I have noticed that when photographs are trapped inside albums or boxes, we glance through them quickly. We may notice faces or environments, and we keep flipping. But a memoir with a photo page begs us to stop. It says, “Look. Here. This moment matters right now. Do you see how beautiful this moment was…as is?”
Today I want to encourage you to look through your photos and see where you have a story to share and to write. Write not just about the event but share what feelings you remember having at the time.
Recently I overheard one of my elderly students talking about the game of cribbage. I inquired if she still played and she told me she only gets to play when her nephew comes to town every few months. I told her that I was taught to play cribbage when I was a little girl by my grandfather. I can still remember sitting out on his porch in Pennsylvania while he counted “fifteen-two, fifteen-four…” She was excited when I told her that I loved the game but probably couldn’t remember how to play since it had been years, but I would love to try again. Last night was our first game. I was amazed at how the memories flooded in as I indeed did remember how to play the game. Sitting with my elderly friend warmed my heart as she told me that she too was taught to play this game from her grandfather. I look forward to playing with her again and this morning I want to encourage you as you write today to rediscover some of your memories of your childhood. What are some of the games you used to play as a child? What were some of your favorite meals your mother would make for the family? Take a walk down memory lane and jot down some of your rediscovered memories…
Things I would have walked by fifteen years ago-a striking flower, the sun sparkling on the water, a photograph of the light reflected in someone’s eyes-stop me now. Sometimes we get so accustomed to something that we no longer “see” it-let alone see the beauty in it. Photography sharpens our sense of sight and helps us rediscover the beauty we’ve missed.
Yesterday was my first day at art class. What a joy as I worked with paint and paper. I loved it! I was thrilled with what I brought home because I had personally created it! Today I am equally as thrilled as I am getting ready to head down to our local farmers market. I love looking at all the beautiful colors of the beauty of the fruits and vegetables. Our farmers market closes during the summer months due to the heat, so I am glad it is back even though the predicted temperatures should be around 110.
Today in your writing and your world where can you rediscover beauty that you may have been overlooking?
The word photography literally means “writing with light.” We often think of light as a static presence that varies depending on the time of day. But what if we remember that light is always in motion? It is the fastest traveler. And when it arrives at us, we absorb some of it and we reflect some of it-giving those around us a glimpse of who we are. Light illuminates. Its helps us see what really is.
I think that is one of the reasons why I love living here in the desert. We have sunshine nearly 365 days of the year. I love absorbing the sunshine on my body as I lay by the pool or hike up the mountains or ride my bike through town. Today in your writing try to get a glimpse of who you really are. Look inward as you write and record what you see…