Wednesday Wonders

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As a part of my 2016 blog revision, I’m starting a new small weekly post I’m calling ‘Wednesday Wonders.’

One of my favorite things about writing and other art forms is the way they open my eyes to the surprises around me in my everyday life. Many of these wonders will also be in my Instagram account since I discovered the joy of that program during an advent photo project.

I collect these surprises like little rocks in a kid’s pocket. I may use them in a story. I may not. Either way, life gets a little brighter when I take the time to notice.

This past week, I saw three things that surprised and amazed me. 

  • First, I went to Voodoo donuts in Portland, Oregon and found a maple bacon donut. I know many have heard of this, including my husband who asked for one, but I thought it was surprising. (And a little gross!)
  • Then, I noticed the donut shop’s pink box with elaborate cartoon drawings. That also surprised me and made me smile.
  • Finally, a lady I knew at church stopped to tell me she enjoyed my writing in the newspaper. As we talked, Delores told me that just before her 80th birthday, she decided to get a tattoo on her forearm. I loved the light in her eyes as she told me about her brother making sure she went somewhere reputable. She chose a pink flower instead of a white since the artist told her the white daisy wouldn’t show well. I’m so grateful she let me take a picture!

I’d love to know what surprised you this week. If you didn’t notice anything, keep your eyes open and a camera ready! Maybe you’ll find something for next week.

May you know a world of wonder,

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How to Find Hidden Treasure

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Most of the books I’ve read about creativity encourage a daily walk. Apparently this is how many of the greats get (or got) their inspiration, and a recent Stanford study even found a strong correlation between walking and creativity.

I usually prefer to run, pound the pavement, and fly along (granted a slow flight because of my rather short and un-runnerlike build). Running lets me escape, working off whatever ails me. I will always love it as long as I am able to do it.

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Legs for walking or running.

But this year my hip told me to forget it, so I’ve joined the walking masses and found, instead of an escape, a deeper connection to the world that lends itself to creating stories, music and pictures.

Walking, in fact, turned out to be a treasure hunt where the doubloons show up as surprises when I am least looking for them.

Inside I feel like this kid whenever I find something small but grand.

Inside I feel like this kid whenever I find something small but grand.

At times my treasure comes in the form of new and fresh ideas for a story or essay I’m working on. Much more often it comes in the form of some slice of beauty I find in a bit of nature or a person who catches my eye because they radiate joy.

Here is one of my most recent gold coins. I almost stepped on him but instead jumped back at his shape and swirling colors. I don’t believe I’ve ever seen a snail like this before out of doors. He begged a picture the second I managed to avoid squashing him flat.

Not only do I find these hidden wonders on the road, but something about the act of moving my legs and going outside cracks open my mind and rewires it ever so slightly so that when I do sit down to my projects, I am ready to create.

I think those greats and the Stanford researchers are on to something with this walking idea. I might even rethink how often I run and add more walking as the hip (finally!) heals.

This month I’ll share some of my discoveries with you.

May you find treasures all your own-

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