I'm like a pencil;
sometimes sharp,
most days
well-rounded,
other times
dull or
occasionally
broken.
Still I write.
j.g. lewis
is a writer/photographer in Toronto.
Month: December 2018
I’m near the end of another journal.
Coincidentally, it’s nearing the end of another year. This was, in no way, planned; it just worked out that way (though it is entirely convenient).
Through this journal, and those before, I can look back on the past days and be reminded of solid moments, unplanned adventures, wonderful occasions, and issues that have upset me (some of which have dogged me the entire year).
In between newspaper articles I have pasted into place alongside postage stamps, ticket stubs, and the occasional photograph, my inconsistent handwriting consistently keeps track of time. I’ve been doing this for a lot of years.
This is my life, spelled out for me; personal history in the moment.
It’s kind of neat, really.
It is what was important to me right then.
A new journal awaits.
A new year awaits.
Come and join me January 1 – 10
and write your way into a new year.
I’m presenting Going Forward, an
online guided journaling workshop.
10 days
10 prompts
10 reasons
to start journaling,
revive your daily writing,
and get in touch with
your self.
Going Forward
will address where you are,
and where you can go
There will be daily prompts,
journaling tips and discussion
with a fabulous community
going through the process with you
It’s simple
It’s fun
It’s rewarding
AND
It’s FREE
To sign up, or for more
Information, send an email to
soultalk@mythosandmarginalia.com
Posted on December 21, 2018 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment
Acknowledge the balance,
absorb the light.
Take this day,
then receive the darkness.
Breathe.
Exhale the difficulties that
have been haunting you
of late.
Inhale
a fresh perspective.
Permit yourself the luxury
of stillness.
Feel the clarity that comes
from conscious thought.
12/21/2018 j.g.l.
Posted on December 20, 2018 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment
Again,
another murder,
last night or the night before.
A number of shootings
but only one murder
last night. Or the night before.
So far
94 murders in Toronto
this year. Most of them
with guns.
There will be more,
surely, before the counter
counter resets to zero in
another year, and we
begin the tally again.
Again, and again.
It is sad.
It is our reality:
violence, in so many forms,
is here. It is everywhere.
Really. Sadly.
We are not alone in our grief.
Someone was killed
last night in this city.
Again.
12/20/2018 j.g.l.
