I was turned on to this sweet writing practice, small stones.

I don't consider myself a writer. I tend to archive my life visually and express myself physically. However, this practice seemed like an artful way to chronicle moments from my day in a way that felt doable and nourishing.

So, I joined the Mindful May Writing group on Facebook, and I'm doing a small stone a day. Sharing my writing is an edge for me. So I'm pushing that edge a little farther and sharing one of my small stones here. 

I encourage you to push yourself just out of your comfort zone. After all, the vast majority of us are SO much bigger than we show. 

peonies

the peony’s time is now

all of the elements have conspired

to produce this frilly profusion of perfection

 

pink and white

petticoats of petals

her perfume she flaunts like a girl who does not know her untameable beauty