For all those of you who are looking for the “Stream of Consciousness Saturday” post: That has moved to “Fooling around with Bee” Funny how a certain “school” of writing suddenly becomes important in one’s life. In the past year or so I had practised more and more of Stream of Consciousness writing and I love it more and more. Stream of Consciousness means to write without planning just what comes into one’s mind ~ from one’s consciousness so to say. More adept or serious writers might find that lazy as editing and planning one’s story or poem is important to make it readable and publishable. But to be honest the pieces I have written in Stream of Consciousness have their own raw sometimes mysterious beauty. I have to admit though that I do edit the “Lean against… and listen” posts. Never mind 🙂

Lean Against … And Listen

I quote Kasey Mathews from the WANA group “Write to heal” for this writing prompt:
“With paper and pen, or computer handy, lean back in your chair, or against the wall, or a sofa etc., close your eyes and imagine you are sitting under a large tree with your back resting against the trunk. On the other side of the tree, a Storyteller has come to sit down and also rest against the tree trunk. With eyes still closed, just listen. Wait for the Storyteller to begin his or her story. When you hear it begin, simply write down all that you hear. “

Void

Silence. Emptiness. Blackness. Void. Imagining my sacred tree of life leaning against it and experiencing spirit of the crow and spirit of the deer has made my mind gone blank. Maybe there is no story to tell? Maybe my inner storyteller has abandoned me. But maybe this is the origin of all creativity: The Void. No one knows what it really is. No one can imagine total emptiness. Maybe it is not even black. Nothingness what might that be? Does it matter though?