Rainy Day Writing

Writing, Reading, Inspirations and Aspirations

Monthly Archives: August, 2015

Love Rain’s

The rains came…the bleakness and austerity of the drought is driven back by showers and boisterous marine air. The sky is scoured clean of the haze and smog that had funneled over from the wildfires to the east. Fire behaviors have moderated under the influence of the moister air. It’s a long-awaited relief. Somehow, despite …

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Violence and Creativity: Questions to ponder. by Ilona Elliott

What compels someone to kill? What makes a person so angry, or disillusioned, or fearful, or enraged, that they feel like they need to destroy the essence of another human life in order to squelch those powerful emotions? How do we address violence in our society, particularly gun violence? Do we start with violence in …

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Northwest Wildfires…Where There’s Smoke

The Northwest is on fire. I can smell it in the air. Smoke.  It’s in the light of the sky. Ten O’clock in the morning and the sky still has the yellow pallor of dawn. My Facebook page holds images of landscapes on fire, charred homes and businesses, neighborhoods back-lit by flames and billowing clouds …

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What’s in a Name?

I’ve been thinking of the name of my blog lately–Rainy Day Writing. I created this blog in February. Sitting at my computer looking out the window. Before we started the addition from hell, the computer corner where I wrote was right next to a picture window. Just in case you get any Better Homes and …

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Civil Discourse with Demons

Civil discourse. It’s a process that is sorely lacking in the public arena these days. It’s definitely gotten popular to demonize the “other”, the person who believes in a different path or a has a different set of values than we have or lives in a different neighborhood or looks different than us. Demonizing the …

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Mad for Music

I am just mad for music. I love the stuff. It’s like tonic (with gin), for me, whether I need a little lift, an attitude adjustment, or a trance, music does it for me. Throughout the years I have experimented with different types of music, as a listener and as, of course, a strictly recreational …

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The Bad Hair Years

I have been having a string of bad hair years. Or, to look at it another way, a bad hair decade. In defense of my last few hair dressers I admit I have hair that borders on difficult to impossible to train…like a cobra.  Which is weird, because hair dressers usually tell me my hair …

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Road Flying

Road Flying Throw your hands into the air As if the steering wheel’s not there Or hug the curves and take it slow Then drive as fast as you can go Life’s a ride and only you Can choose the way to make it roll. There will be hills that you must climb But sometimes …

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The Politics of Fear

I read Parker J. Palmer’s Healing the Heart of Democracy  a couple of years ago. It was a breath of fresh air in the very toxic atmosphere that has fueled our political discourse of late. And full of quotable words of wisdom. Here is one that is particularly timely for me in light of the …

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Everything that slows us down and forces patience, everything that sets us back into the slow circles of Nature, is a help. Gardening is an instrument of grace.      May Sarton

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