Today I forced myself to get out for a brief walk in the park to give my body some much-needed exercise. The scenery did not disappoint! I’ve been writing a fair amount during my quarantining due to Covid-19 in NYC and social distancing, but today I needed a break. I hope the picture I took at my local park makes you happy!

RDP Saturday: Water

When I thought about the word water for today’s daily prompt I considered coming up with a beautiful poem (or, hopefully beautiful, lol), but nothing came to mind. Sometimes I try too hard when it comes to writing (and life, in general). I can’t seem to be comfortable not churning out work that I think is profound. That’s not to say that any of my past work is viewed as profound, in my opinion, but sometimes I think that maybe I try to make each thought and/or statement much deeper than it really is in that moment. In other words, I’m creatively stuck just a bit and I forget that that’s okay; that not every post has to be perfect and shiny. Not today.

So here’s to loving writing by the method of brain drain today. Here’s to imperfection. Here’s to letting my mind wander and not judging what comes of it. So. Water.

When I think of the word water I hear the gurgling nature of the ocean as you come up to the surface after dunking your head, when your ears are adjusting. I think of the aqua blue beauty of the ocean in Bermuda. I go to my happy place: Horseshoe Bay in Bermuda. It brings a peaceful smile to my face in a time where the world is anxious. It brings some calm to my paranoia. Bermuda. 🙂

Photo Credit: Matthew Henry

Daylight…daylight, daylight, daylight. Daylight? How many ways can I say the word daylight? Could it be in a poem? Could it be in a narrative? A story? Or just in my random musings on the word? Personally, discovering what this word brings up for me is pushing me in the direction of doing a brain drain, if you will; just writing what comes to mind without judging it and starting the energetic flow of writing. These past two days I’ve been inspired to write poetry, but today just a stream of consciousness post is where it’s at, I guess. I miss daylight here in NYC. I love the sun shining bright, lightening up your mood, like it does so often in Colorado, where I grew up. They say the state has 300 days of sunshine per year. I believe them. It shines during the winter, spring, summer, and fall…but in reality there’s basically only two seasons in Colorado: winter and summer…and a very short spring. Colorado seems to get about a week of fall, lol, and it’s been known to snow up until June, maybe even July if you go up high enough. But the one constant in all of the seasons is daylight. It’s very rarely gloomy in Colorado. The air is crisp and the sun is bright. The sky is colorful, with vibrant colors extending across the horizon each evening. There’s nothing like a Colorado evening/sunset. Truly, there’s nothing that compares. It’s beauty is unmatched. It’s hiking is unparalleled. Standing alone at the top of a 13,000′ ski slope makes you feel like you’re on top of the world. It freshens your point of view and your lungs. It’s power is unrivaled. I love Colorado.