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Creating feeds the world,

                 while negativity starves it.

Four years ago, when I embarked on my personal goal of finally shaping and writing a book, there were many fears involved. Would I be able to have the self-discipline and creativity and passion and stubbornness to follow through? Would I be able to strike a work/life balance with the project, and not neglect my husband or children while achieving my goal? Was this a realistic or reasonable goal? After all, over a million books are published each year, just in the U.S., so I knew that I had stiff competition, AND a saturated field of creativity that I was walking into.

Thankfully, I set aside my fears and reservations, designed a “dream board” so that I could make a coherent and realistic timeline (and book outline), and launched my project! Along with friends and family, my main support was my husband, who encouraged me to pursue this goal, kept me motivated when I lagged behind in my timeline, and backed off when had legitimate writer’s block and just needed a break. I took summers off so I could pay attention to the (quickly changing) lives of our four kids, and spent the school year sticking to a writing schedule and editing along the way. Much research went into it, because I wanted to have a balance of anecdotal and scholarly facts that backed up the experiences that my interviewees were imparting. And my friend of 25 years, Lisa, provided photographs and cover art for me. Truly a group effort, altogether!

Please visit my author’s page at http://www.bookbirthing.wordpress.com for more backstory on the project, and also visit

on Amazon to view and purchase the Kindle version of my book! Paperback to follow, as soon as I have worked out the kinks in formatting!

Hope you enjoy it! Creativity feeds the world, while negativity starves it. Be a creator!

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This. is Me.

Becky ziplining

This. is Me.

I ain’t necessarily skinny, or perfect, or predictable.

I have my flaws, and  Oh! they are many, and I can name them all.

I am a survivor of terrible things, but also a thriver –

I want new, different, and scary, all outside these walls.

I offer myself, unreservedly, to those who will care to listen,

Whether tiny, or medium, or tall tall tall.

My hero is Joan of Arc, because tho’ she did end on a burning stake,

She didn’t go quietly, or actually – at all.

Her energy was transformed to spirit and became legend and large,

And she forged a path and answered His call.

So when I am a ghost and my visage is faded from your view,

I want my legacy to be “CANNON BALLLLLLL!”

 

 

 

CS Lewis far better things

This last year has been a whirlwind of medical issues and disappointments, but it has also been very fruitful in the writing department!  I have made significant strides in the construction and editing of my book on vocational transitions; secured more interviews for the book, did (and re-did!) structure and practical issues, and generally, paid more attention to my book than I did to my blog.

I have spent much time trying to neutrally look at how I perceive the world, my past, my circumstances, and the larger issue of fairness. To try to figure out whether pursuing fairness and justice in life circumstances is worth the cost that you pay in the end.

I guess I have discovered this: that the answer is different for everybody. There are some battles worth fighting, and others that are destructive. There is more strife to be found in the pursuit of justice in some cases, than in others. So if I am truly seeking peace, I must face an unfair (or toxic) situation, assess it and then either move on or fix it.

If I stand at a blank wall, shaking my fist at it, it will neither move nor respond.

If I stand at a wall long enough to see a door through which I can travel, that is progress.

I wish that I were wise enough to immediately discern the difference! But alas: I am not.

In the last nine months, I have also discovered this: that an intellect in motion tends to stay in motion, and one at rest tends to begin to softly snore.

The more I write, the better I write, the better I feel, the more I write.

Find your passion, and keep moving! We can neither re-live yesterday, nor predict tomorrow.

So move ahead. Stop looking back.