Understand, I was only a girl living the days as they came. I did not know I would leave. though I had a secret I did not tell and will not ever, I did not know I would leave. –From “Translation of my Life,” by Elizabeth Spires. “You can’t go home again,” my husband [...]
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For the Week of August 14, 2011: Looking for Home
Posted in expressive writing, life writing, writing for wellness, writing prompts for cancer survivors, writing to heal on August 14, 2011 | 1 Comment »
For July 31, 2011: But I Didn’t Ask to Join
Posted in expressive writing, life writing, writing for wellness, writing prompts for cancer survivors, writing to heal on July 31, 2011 | 1 Comment »
I received an email this past week from Sister Anne Higgins, whose blog, “Scattered Showers in a Clear Sky” is a beautiful blend of narrative, photographs and poetry. Anne sent me several of her poems, written during cancer treatment, and one in particular has stayed in my mind. Entitled “At the Gettysburg Cancer Center,” it [...]
For the Week of July 17, 2011: Writing as Prayer
Posted in expressive writing, healing arts, life writing, writing as a way of healing, writing for wellness, writing prompts for cancer survivors, writing to heal on July 17, 2011 | 1 Comment »
On the final day of my PSR course, “Writing as a Healing Ministry,” we participated in a closing ritual. First, the class members wrote about the experience of the week, and each defined how writing is part of their healing ministry. We shared those words aloud, then, as our final activity, wrote our hopes or [...]
Week of July 3, 2011: Two or Three Things I Know for Sure
Posted in expressive writing, life writing, writing as a way of healing, writing for wellness, writing prompts for cancer survivors, writing to heal on July 3, 2011 | 9 Comments »
I began teaching again this week, an online section of “The Art of Creative Nonfiction” for UCLA extension Writer’s Program. My preparations took me, as they always do, to my bookshelves, and I scanned them in search of a favorite anthology of creative nonfiction, but instead, my attention was diverted by the narrow blue spine [...]
