we can do hard things
we can do hard things
Cal looked over Drawist’s shoulder. “A superhero?”
Tal peeped under Drawist’s arm. “Ooooooh! Metallic gold boots and belt. Faaaannnn-seee!”
Nia hovered above. “Why are faces so hard?”
Relinquish your tendency to play it safe.
Words from Typist:
I’ve been reading The Writing Life by Annie Dillard.
One of the things that strikes me about her essays is how difficult she makes writing sound. And… it is difficult… hence my dance with the pantry shelves. 🤣 But writing (for me) is also incredibly rewarding. Each time I finish a vignette or visual image for the upcoming…
Cancer-ing -- I Did It My Way. (Tossing out random titles here to see if any of them are sticky.)
… I feel kind of like today’s drawing. 🦸🏻♀️
She goes because she must; this alone is life. Following the work wherever it leads.
Doing (fill in the blank) makes me feel like a superhero.
I see a connection to nature: My niece is expecting her first baby soon. Ask any woman who has given birth... bringing something new into this world is glorious and... not without its pains.
Doing (gift wrapping) makes me KNOW that I'm a hero!