Outside My Window
Several years ago when taking a writing class from a local Bend, OR writer, Sarah Cyr, one of the prompts we were encouraged to write about was - outside the window of my house.... When I look out my front window I see the beautiful hills of Smith Rock to the...
Childhood Myth – Be Seen Not Heard
As a child, I remember vividly the phrase, “Be seen, not heard”. I understood that publicly I was to be physically present, neat in appearance and polite. Whatever my childhood self had to say beyond traditional greetings was unimportant. At home, my siblings and I...
Home?
Home - a definition As a noun, home is described as being a structural dwelling where one's domestic affections are centered or an institution for the sick, homeless, etc.: nursing home, homeless shelter, or a retreat for an animal. It is also described in broader...
Uncomfortable in Beauty
Beauty requires much more introspection, knowing what’s under the layers.
False Stories Part III
by Michelle Lindblom Coloring within Lines - Childhood Myth I could have filled a series of books, 1000 pages each, with all the coloring book pages I meticulously labored over as a child. As I honed my fine motor skills, there was not a millimeter of color outside of...
Life as Artist/Parent
by Michelle Lindblom Many nights I would lay in a mummy position, hands across my chest and pillows on each side of me to lean against, providing extra comfort. I breathed slowly and deliberately to calm myself down as I contemplated the roller coaster ride we were...