My Timehop from a year ago featured posts from a poetry therapy group I attended in Manhattan. At that time, it was the first group I took part of in months, since it was difficult trying to navigate heading to NYC after returning to New Jersey. As I mentioned before, I hold NYC dear to my heart, since it was in this city that I had the opportunity to discover myself, and what I wanted in both my creative and professional life. Leaving New York in 2014 was incredibly difficult, yet it was a choice necessary to make at the time.
My quest to maintain poetry therapy in NJ has proven to be very hard, yet I continue to value my NYC colleagues dearly. Currently a close friend and colleague in poetry therapy is enduring great hardship, and we must come together as a cohesive group, without delay. It’s vital for me to be available for my community, since they are my sisterhood, my tribe.
Martin Luther King Jr was a man who truly understood how people should interact with each other. He knew about the impact of silence, and how carrying such a weight can greatly hinder one’s mission. Communication is vitally important in order to express desires and passions. In my life I’ve seen too many instances of friends ending their paths due to small differences and petty issues. Time passes so quickly, and it’s important to not take connections for granted. We all lose so much by staying silent.
A new week, a fresh start on my woven path. Today I was determined to take on the tasks at work that was too time consuming first. That way I can focus on my craft displays, which need some extra love. My goal for tomorrow is to address two areas in the room that need tending to.
I’m learning that creativity flows more easily when I’m hard at work. I can flesh out an idea as I go along, tinker with it, until I have it just right. Tomorrow will be another day of tinkering, and it will be lovely to see what emerges.