Daily Prompt Love Catch-Up <3 Darkness, Illness, Body
21 June 2017
Make art about finding your way through the dark.
22 June 2017
Make art about illness.
23 June 2017
Make art about what the body remembers.
Posts tagged ‘Self-Love’
Daily Prompt Catch-Up <3 All About Some Love and Joy–Gotta Be, In These Dark Days
14 June 2017
Make art about ways of finding (re-finding) your joy.
15 June 2017
Make art about taking a risk on Love.
Daily Prompt Love Catch-Up<3 Locks and Space
4 June 2017
Make art about locks, locking things in, locking things out, unlocking locks.
5 June 2017
Something I’m still learning, still working on.
Make art about making space for the unknown, the yet to come.
Daily Prompt Catch-Up <3 Falling, Rising
27 May 2017
Make art about struggling with depression.
28 May 2017
Make art about learning how to rise from the ashes.
Daily Prompt Love <3 Give a Little, Take a Little
26 May 2017
In The Citizen’s Handbook, Charles Dobson talks at length about what he call harmonizers: a facilitator whose main job will be to encourage people with different views to listen to the other, and ask questions, rather than trying to score points.”
Make art about harmonizers, about creating or fostering harmony, about harmony through compromise.
Daily Prompt Catch-Up <3 Attempting Peace in the Tumult
20 May 2017
Sewing without a pattern, a night gown I’ve wanted to attempt for months, but kept scaring myself out of trying.
Make art about attempting something you’ve been scared to try.
21 May 2017
Make art about making moments of peace among the tumult.
Daily Prompt Love <3 Progress
16 May 2017
No one’s perfect.
Make art about progress versus perfection, about the myth of perfection, about the lessons and the beauty of being flawed.
Better Late Than Never Daily Prompt Love <3 Beautiful Creatures
3 May 2017
Every day I sling the door open to my classroom, and enter, looking across the room at those amazing students, and greet them with”Good morning, you beautiful creatures!”
I hadn’t thought much about it, until apparently I missed a day greeting them this way, and I heard about it 🙂 “You didn’t call us beautiful creatures!”
And they are–so beautiful–these young creatures striving, focusing, questioning, and reaching, always reaching, even when they’re not sure yet what it is they’re reaching for. Some stumble, and fall. Some create the wind itself as they move from place to place. Others are much too hard on themselves, harder than we old people could be, harder even than the unbelievable media and family and societal pressure they carry on their young shoulders every day. They are creatures of grace, and incredible endurance, surviving, thriving even. in the mess we’ve left them.
They are dreamfog and summer storm and mountain clay and stardust. They are every road to everywhere, every path woven of hope and young hunger.
They are miraculous, these creatures, these wind dancers and fireaters, carrying their huge hearts out openly before them in their hands, offering them like gifts, like the gifts that they are. ❤
They’re funny, and they’re compassionate, and they’re curious, and wise, so much wiser than they’re given credit for, than they give themselves credit for, and I learn from them every time we’re together in those rooms. Every day they teach me, so I never forget what it is to dream.
Tonight, we shared a meal, and I listened to presentations for projects ranging from the environmental and natural–water quality, animal rescue, waste conversion for fuel–to a cross-section of the humane–programs for kids in poverty, kids with disabilities, for educating kids in technology, free financial services for students and for the poor, projects to help the hungry.
Tonight, I saw the future, y’all 🙂 and no matter how hard it seems right now, that future? It is indeed filled with beautiful, beautiful, beautiful creatures.
Make art about young people, about what we owe them, about what we can learn from them.
Daily Prompt Love <3 Being Seen
15 April 2017
At some point every semester, I challenge my students to look everyone they meet in the eye, even the strangers they pass, to turn while standing in line and speak to the person behind them, in front of them, to make acknowledging other human beings around them a habit.
One of my current students asked me, sadness softening her young face, why other people won’t, don’t, look at each other, much less look each other in the eyes as they pass. We’re afraid, I told her, of revealing ourselves, of being seen.
Make art about seeing each other, about taking the risk of being seen.
Daily Prompt Love <3 What You Give
14 April 2017
Make art about service, about how the self is found in service to others.
Mary Carroll-Hackett: Poetry and Prose 
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