As with so much else in our society, one’s sense of worth is derived from without, rather than from within. We often find ourselves defined by what we do and what we have, not who we are at the core of our being. I suspect this is a source of much pain for so many … Continue reading more than meets the eye
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First thing that popped up after turning on my computer this morning and connecting with my mail: "The identity of smtp.donnacerame.com cannot be identified" I laughed out loud. It's official. I am a currently under construction; a work in progress. Identification is not possible. And by the looks of it -- I always was, and … Continue reading the obvious
My husband, who knows me for 30+ years, tells me every so often that I think about things a lot.... He's told me that I make connections that most people don't. I used to take this as a criticism, believing there was something wrong with me. This was my perception, not his. So it comes as no surprise that … Continue reading pressing issues
It is my humble opinion that if you’ve taken this challenge,* you have earned the right to call yourself a writer until otherwise noted, which in this case is the thirty days of November. After that, you can regroup and reassess your position and I doubt there would be anyone who would question your reasons. … Continue reading goin the distance
Much of what I’ve read over the years about successfully completing long-term projects, whether work-related or something as personal as a diet, is to take breaks and reward yourself for progress made. In a word: celebrate small victories. I taught my kids to break tasks into smaller pieces when overwhelmed by a homework assignment or … Continue reading not-so-small victory
A week ago I planned full immersion in writing my story. I was going to ride the energy of National Novel Writing Month, which has been building a pretty powerful morphic field since its founding in 2005. (For more about morphic fields, check out the link below.) I’ve been creating shifts for myself and others … Continue reading just me
There were no locks on the interior doors of my childhood home. Our family of six lived in a tiny two-bedroom house on the edge of Brooklyn in what had been a beach community of bungalows until the soldiers returned from WWII to settle down. The only privacy I had in that house full of … Continue reading from exile to emergence
SAGITTARIUS (Nov. 22-Dec. 21): P. G. Wodehouse wrote more than 90 books, as well as numerous plays, musical comedies, and film scripts. When he died at age 93, he was working on another novel. He did not suffer from writer's block. And yet his process was far from effortless. He rarely churned out perfection on … Continue reading perception of perfection
While this exercise in blogging feels a lot like navel gazing, when I go deeper into it, there is more … so very much more. My ability and willingness to be vulnerable and authentic makes navel gazing seem more acceptable, even if self serving and boring from outwards appearances. Call it what you will — … Continue reading don’t sweat it . . .
Sunday afternoons the six of us piled into Dad’s station wagon and drove to Uncle Rick and Aunt Mary’s house. It wasn’t a long drive but everything we had to do before we went there, made is seem so. First, there was church. Dad didn’t go - he was ‘done’ with priests after a falling … Continue reading something about mary
Donna Cerame 