#002 Journal Prompt- Seasons
This week come feel the depths of whats hidden in the seasons with me!
I must admit, I quite enjoy the intimate moment when I lift the laptop screen up, sip in the warm liquid from my freshly delivered coffee, open a blank page and begin to type. Where will we go in our creativity today I ponder.
In these early days of writing here it feels like im throwing out a message bottle deep into the vast ocean and wondering who will be the mysterious ones who heed and answer the call to come on this quest of imaginative writing and discovery into ones own labyrinth.
I love community and receive a deep joy in bringing people together. True to my style I create community around the chapters in my life that I am personally exploring.
I love inviting people in and saying hey i’ve found value in this, maybe you will too, you are welcome to join me, lets explore, create and see what unfolds for us together :)
So you being here, I just want to say thank you! it’s fun to play on my own but even better to share the experience with you (and everyone else here too!!)
I learn’t something about myself last night-
Have you ever had those moments of deep reflection where you are given an opportunity to see something within yourself that you didn’t see before?
Last night I was deep into writing poetry, I had put Spotify on and found a playlist called ‘crying so hard RN’. True to its name it had me doing just that. At first I resisted the release and then I leaned into it. Feeling all that the music and lyrics stirred and brought to the surface within me.
On the off chance of sounding a little messed up- I enjoyed it. Really enjoyed it.
I messaged my friend Gabby and said ‘The contrast of feeling our range of emotions does make for great writing!! It just sucks that the pay off is actually feeling the emotion’. ha!
That’s when I realised that the reason I was so deeply enjoying the ‘messed-up-ness’ of it all. Crying and writing poetry, feeling broken and whole, moved and still simultaneously. All emotion, moving back and forth on the scale of what it is to be human. Through this I felt an emergence of true authenticity. A meeting of worlds I had never really given permission to be fully expressed in the form of art and creativity before this moment. Sure I had written to process and release emotion before in my diary. But to intentionally create art through feeling the parts of myself I rarely gave voice too, it was something else! and the writings- firreeeee. I had awoken something sleeping within me that was more than happy to come out and get to work!
It was like this deep surrendering and acceptance to the parts of myself that play in the dark, the whispers and hidden thoughts that dance at arms length. It was like I was looking at these parts of myself for the first time and seeing the true beauty in them, in me.
It was a different kind of freedom; it was an undressing to the bones.
All this from having a good cry and writing some poetry? wild, I know. But here we are and i’m so deep into it that I cannot not share this journey with you because it’s giving me what i’ve been searching for and didn’t know I needed (more on this next time!!) and like I said earlier, maybe what you are needing to explore within yourself too.
In saying the above it’s not always that we have to tap into our deep well of packed away emotion to write something moving. We can most definitely write from happier places too. Sometimes I start writing and I have no idea where it comes from.
So with that being said it brings me too todays Prompt!!
Journal Prompt-
Todays journal prompt is to write a poem or short story about a weather Season incorporating all five senses- Touch, taste, smell, sight, sound. Theres no right or wrong way to do it. This was a prompt that Gabby gave to us and our friend Vanessa when we met up in a cafe last month. Each of us taking the prompt and interpreting it completely differently. That’s what I love about this the most. It gives voice to your unique expression. You may write something short or long, it may rhyme, it may not. The best part about creative writing is the creating part- give yourself permission to feel and go for it.
Heres mine that I wrote- I chose the season Summer
Summer Heat
Your touch at first
like a pleasant embrace
I relax into you
as you send warmth through my skin.
You smell like fresh
flowers and as you
warm my body
I take in the seasonal aromas
taking a a deep breath in
and melting deeper into you.
I taste your heat on my tongue.
Your thickness moves inside me
into my nose, into my lungs.
I notice you now have me draped in you.
My skin sweating
my breath picking up pace.
Do you mean to be so intense with me?
you are all consuming and I wonder
when my pleasure began to turn into pain.
The sound of your power frightens me
is that screams I hear?
Is that smoke I smell?
Is that soot I taste?
Is that your flames I feel?
I saw you as pleasure
to give my body over to you
but you would see me burn as my fate.
Do you not care for me?
or do you?
Slowly melting into my own hell.
Summer heat.
- Dommy
Some for the Imagination
This piece of writing surprised me and was the first piece I wrote where I really felt I expressed one of natures elements in a way that danced with how Ive felt sometimes. The inspiration came from my travels around Australia and the unexpected heat waves we experienced driving our motorhome through the outback in near 50 degree heat. Not our best move but it made for some wild stories to tell and now- some intimate poetry!!
I invite you to explore pen to paper, fingers to keyboard and see what you create!!
Leave some for the imagination below ;)
I am so here for it.
Oh Dommy - this was such a divine read!!! What an experience you had with the playlist, I giggled when you said about having to actually feel the emotion, I can ABSOLUTELY relate to this haha!!! Like, can I just create the magic and do the work without all the feeling 😂 I feel big things are coming for you from the depths of your emotional space though! Transmuting the oceanic depth within you, into intimate art that our world needs ♥️ it’s an honour to witness you in this way Dommy, thank you so much for sharing this vulnerable and fertile space XX
P.s mannnn the Aussie heat is INTENSE haha you described it perfectly! 🌞
I have mine below...
The sweet taste of marshmallows from the fire,
On a cold winters night;
The feeling of being snuggled up in the swag,
Under the silver moon light;
We wake with the birds,
As they sing their morning songs;
“I’ll pop on the billy” he says,
“It won’t be too long”;
The billy begins to whistle,
As the winter sun begins to rise;
The river starts to dance,
As the fog and sun intwine.
My steaming cup of coffee,
Feels warm within my hands;
The frosty night still lingering,
As my toes touch the sand;
These moments by the river,
On this beautiful winter day;
Are what I will remember,
As my body begins to decay.
♥️