Welcome to Following the Whispers blog
Thank you so much for taking the time to visit. Hope you enjoy your stay. I blog here whenever I feel the need. This blog was created at the time my memoir came out, in February, 2009. Its motto was: creating a life of inner peace and self-acceptance from the depths of despair. Now, my focus is sharing this journey we call life.
“Only one thing is more frightening than speaking your truth, and that is not speaking it.” Naomi Wolf
“We are called human beings, not human doings.” Wes Nisker, Buddhist teacher
“It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs…(And) if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly.” Theodore Roosevelt
Wednesday, September 6, 2017
Tuesday, August 8, 2017
|me as the fairy grandmother dancing at the bal|
|after the ball singing|
|Calamity Jane and hubby bartender|
Wednesday, August 2, 2017
I'm insecure this month but not about my writing. It's about my body and how I look. I will probably blog a about it at some point but I'm not ready to do it now. Anyways, I'm out of town at folk dance camp, so can't really participate today. Just wanted to say I hope you are all doing well and will catch up next month.
Wednesday, July 5, 2017
I have one more book event for my anthology,"Still Me...After All These Years." It's at a senior center and it's in August. After that, I'm not sure what else I'll do to promote the book. The return in terms of book sales for the energy and effort that is put out to do an event...well, let's say I'm not sure it's worth it. I'm really beginning to question whether I'll be writing any more books. My life is going to change dramatically this winter - I'm going to become a first-time grandma - to twins. They live on the other side of the country and I have a feeling I'll be traveling quite a bit back and forth. My singing duo, Sugartime, takes up quite a bit of my time and energy - we practice three times a week, two hours a time, plus do 2-3 gigs per month.
I haven't felt compelled to write anything for the memoir idea that came to me a while back. It's not writers' block. It's not anything negative. I just haven't felt that inner urge to get things down on paper. It's so odd, because writing has always been my "go to" when thoughts are churning and I need to make some sense out of them.
But the truth is, I feel calm inside. It doesn't mean things don't come up that churn my insides, but I have new tools and new ways of responding to those things, so I don't remain agitated for long. Calm is a completely new paradigm for me. Hmm, as I'm writing this post, I'm realizing that my idea for that memoir, to write the story of how I shifted from PTSD to calm perhaps is something worthwhile. I will ponder some more. In the meantime...
where are you in this wonderful journey of life?
Sunday, June 18, 2017
|Rosie, Holly, Jill, Me, and Maureen|
|Maureen talking about "Aging Into Orphanhood"|
|our very attentive audience|
|Holly telling how she's "Marking Time"|
|Jill discusses the "X" factor|
|Rosie hates gray - loves color!|
|me showing the pic of me on the cover tap dancing at six years old|
Wednesday, June 7, 2017
I am a teensy weensy bit insecure this month. I've been promoting my anthology, "Still Me...After All These Years" at retirement communities and it's not being received very well. There just seems to be no interest. The only thing I can think of is that most of the folks who live there are already in their eighties and nineties. They are at the end of this journey of life and just don't seem to care about what others have to say about that journey. When I speak to folks in their 60s and 70s, though, there is interest, so I really misjudged who my target audience is.
I've done one event at a senior center. It went very well, except that it was a very small audience. The people who attended were attentive and some actually purchased the book. We even had a good discussion about aging, so this probably is the target audience.
There is an event scheduled at a bookstore later this month - they've sold all but one of the books that have been on display and we haven't had the event yet, so I'm hopeful.
In all of this, my biggest lesson is to let go. All I have control over is presenting the information, not the results. Thank you Al-Anon for that wonderful slogan: Take the action, let go of the results. And Let go and let God.
I have created a fundraising event as part of the "Still Me...After All These Years" project - ALL PROCEEDS FROM SALES of the anthology are being donated toThe Michael J. Fox Foundation for Parkinson's Research. You don't have to purchase the book to donate, however. Here's the link to help.
Blessings to you all