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Everyday Canvas

by Joy

Rated: 18+ · Book · Experience · #2003843

Second blog -- answers to an ocean of prompts

"Failure is unimportant. It takes courage to make a fool of yourself."
CHARLIE CHAPLIN

Sometimes it takes darkness and the sweet
confinement of your aloneness
to learn
anything or anyone
that does not bring you alive
is too small for you.

David Whyte

This is my supplementary blog in which I will post entries written for prompts.

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10 Most Recent Blog Comments:

🌸 pwheeler - love joy peace

about 4 hours ago
In response to "To Smile About"

Your beautiful heart shines through this list of things that make you smile.

I love that acts of kindness to others makes you smile. I forgot to include nature and acts of kindness but they are definitely things that make me smile too.

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Joy

about 8 hours ago
In response to "C'est la Vie!"

intuey of House Lannister

Thanks for responding. Yes, I agree. Happy memories do not have the same intensity, but if they were really happy, they could help. I said "really" in the above sentence only because our minds have a way of cutting out and doing away with the bad parts of our memories. As they say, "Good old days"! Were they really that good?
Then, if we can do better by "getting our sorrows out" so be it. Whatever works!
Happy writing!

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intuey of House Lannister

about 11 hours ago
In response to "C'est la Vie!"

Very thought-provoking entry, Joy. I think sorrows and negative emotions carry deeper, more intense feelings that enable us to dig down deep and pour them out on paper.

At least that's what I find from my writings that mirror such emotions. After pouring out a writing, or a poem about the pain I'm experiencing from loss or betrayal, or wherever the negative emotion may stem from, I feel a bit lighter. It's like I poured it out on paper and in doing so I was able to lighten my heart and soul a bit.

I know in the past if I had something haunting me, I'd write it down on a piece of paper and burn the paper. In doing so, I felt like I was releasing that negative emotion from carrying it around. I felt that it really did help.

Happier feelings don't carry the intensity of negative ones. (At least in my experience). Also, the need to get them out isn't as strong, because you want to treasure them and hold them close to your heart. You don't ever want them to diminish, so you harbor them to keep them safe from disappearing. Writings of happy memories and times are nice but they don't have the same intensity.

And for me, that's okay. Because I need to get the sorrows out as much as possible. To me, it's therapeutic.

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Lyn's a sly fox

Apr 26, 2024 at 11:38pm
In response to "Spam"

Nicely done.. Thanks for the inspiration.

Schnujo is Late to Lannister

Apr 25, 2024 at 6:52pm
In response to "Spring"

I agree that "all things" wasn't intended to be negative, but that it could be taken that way, especially by someone with trauma in their recent past.

But good job quickly redirecting back to the positive things.

Here in the Falkland Islands, we're in fall/autumn and I was confused the other day when a friend showed me a picture of her among blooming bushes. Then I remembered it was spring in the Northern Hemisphere.

One of my favorite spring memories is my horse, Nick, bucking and running around in the field in spring. I had several horses, but besides the filly, only Nick seemed to truly relish spring. And the funniest part is that he was the most quiet, gentle horse I had. I think that's why I so loved watching him cut loose in a warm, spring field.

Thank you for sharing!

Princess Megan Rose GOT Fox

Apr 25, 2024 at 11:51am
In response to "Spring"

Fresh starts are nice and May and spring does that. This is creative and lovely. Enjoy spring.

JACE - House Targaryen

Apr 24, 2024 at 5:36pm
In response to "On Silence Day"

I agree, speaking up would be better. But with today's society often yelling over anyone's comment, speaking up gets a bad rap. I tend toward the saying espoused by my mother: "Don't talk unless you have something good to say." But that requires the hear-ee to listen.

JACE - House Targaryen

Apr 24, 2024 at 5:33pm
In response to "TV or Computing?"

TV. That could easily go by the wayside. I'm on my laptop as soon as I wake up. Well, an iced coffee first, then WDC. I would be checking in with WDC even without the daily Achievement badges. [Note to wife: any travel stops must have Wi-Fi.]

The older I get, the more I want to leave something for my kids and grand-kids. Can't do that watching TV.

JACE - House Targaryen

Apr 24, 2024 at 5:28pm
In response to "On Creative Reading"

Hello again, Joy. You may wonder why I'm spending so much time in your Blog. I'm currently fully immersed in my first ever "Game of Thrones"

event. And it is kicking my butt ... though in a good way.

I've never been much of a blogger, but I've enjoyed the thought-provoking entries you've penned, especially this one. I've never thought about creative reading. Great concept. I'll think about this.

JACE - House Targaryen

Apr 24, 2024 at 5:22pm
In response to "My Journals"

I'm amazed that anyone would keep a daily journal. Or, even a regular journal (four or five times a week). As a student of history, I know how important journals and diaries are to discovering that history.

I'm glad you keep yours going. My once concession is I keep a small notebook with me at all times for thoughts that occur to me. To paraphrase one of my writing library books, "Write it down, or you'll forget it." My memory is the pits ... which is why I have so many notes.

Keep journaling, Joy.

April 3, 2024 at 11:30am

#1067489

One Man's Junk

Prompt: One man's junk is another man's treasure. Write about this in your Blog entry today.

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One Man's Junk (A short story)

With his arthritic fingers, Paul shuffles through the boxes, lifting forgotten things: a broken toy, a yellowed photograph, a rusted hammer... Each holds a story.

He straightens up and looks around. He has inherited this antique store from his late uncle Marvin, a dedicated collector. Marvin saw potential where others saw clutter.

Paul lifts delicately a porcelain doll from a dusty box. Glass eyes and faded pink dress. This doll was not for sale. It was his daughter Charlotte's. Charlotte had passed away at age nine after her measles turned into pneumonia. Then her favorite doll, this one, sat on Paul's dresser for decades. He sighs. This doll has to go now.

This doll has to go with all the other so-called junk. He is having a sale, isn't he! Paul has difficulty keeping the store open with the rising prices and customers opting for newer, more modern merchandise. He has decided. He will definitely close the store.

Through the day, seeing the sale sign at the door, customers pour in. Some have wide eyes and eager expressions. Others simply wander in and out, and if Paul is lucky, some make a purchase. Is he lucky?

Suddenly, he looks up, startled, at a young woman. She has picked up the chipped porcelain doll, her fingers tracing the faded pink dress. She holds the doll close to her cheeks. Paul notices her eyes, then. Her eyes reflect the doll's beauty. She says, "This doll, almost speaks to me and I don't know why." So Paul lets her have the doll for free.

At the closing time, he looks inside the store. It is almost empty now. Most merchandise has been sold. Still, Paul thinks Marvin's Antiques Store has been a success and he has had the honor of tending to it. After all, he believes, for such a long time, one man's junk had indeed been another's treasure.

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