What a bloggy blast this week!
It’s been so fun–so very much fun–attempting to limit posts to 200 words. It’s the greatest game!
I love to write 1,500 words in one setting.
Not one word less!
Maybe sixteen words more.
Words have been my passion, love affair, joy, delight, wonder.
They cause heart-stopping full-blown amazement to sing in these veins.
Words flow like rivers to the sea of the soul. If you believe them to be rocks in the stream, you’ll suffer.
If we imagine words to mean one thing only, we’ll cry, despair, argue and fight.
Liquid words sing toward fawns and endless possibilities!
Words can wake us up to delight if we allow them to remain soft, flexible, fluid.
Can you imagine limiting yourself to 200 words when 1,500 words want to appear?
It’s a bloggy blast!
Guess who’s arriving soon?
Our fawn, our 26-year old fawn, is now flying homeward with her boyfriend, Diaa. Eight days with the dears!