At the beginning of the year I wrote a post around my word for 2019 which is to Deepen. Reading back through it even today, I can see where I am beginning to see fruit and also where I am needing to intentionally push down even more. What has helped has been to set aside time on the afternoon of the final Sunday of each month to retrace the month gone and set goals for the month ahead. One of the area I wrote about what to deepen my joy.
“saying yes to what fuels me, getting outside, choosing radio and books over TV, keeping to exercising, creating a good environment, breaking up with the phone.” “My actions for this will be: read ‘How to break up with your phone!’, Get talking therapy, deepen gifting (writing, singing, prophetic) by seeking out mentors/classes. Schedule in weekly walks (weather dependent), book trips to the theatre and use The Arden more.”
Last week I got to deepen my gifting through attending another of Charmaine Pollard’s ‘Writing, Conversation & Coffee’ classes in the wonderfully inspiring Royal Festival Hall. I thought I would share the first activity of the day. I have also recorded it as well as one other poem as a podcast on Anchor.fm which you can find here.
The first poem is really a grounding technique. We often read them out to the group, to get a feel for where everyone is at but this time we just share with a partner what we had notice in what we had writing (its a stream of consciousness exercise). We were asked to continue writing from the word ‘Today…’
Today, I decided to walk but I forgot about the tourists the endless selfies and the Instagram models that fell on my path I did remember though the cute little coffee market stall, I’m glad of that I was less annoyed at least I had coffee I don’t know why tourists annoy me so much I should be more patient at least, I suppose, its only in my mind that the unkind words form pause I’m here I had coffee and London as always is beautiful I crossed the bridge and breathed in calm
Nothing profound but I find it so helpful to allow my words to pour out as a stream, and somehow bring calm and clarity back into view. What was interesting was as we came to the ending the writing those final thoughts of ‘crossing the bridge’ and breathing in calm came to me. You’ll see in the other poem I’ve recorded, bridges were on the agenda for the day!
If you find yourself getting overwhelmed, maybe try this as an experiment for 5-10 minutes and then talk through with someone else what you notice in what you have written.
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