tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785289118138399807.post412366400134406016..comments2024-03-28T20:46:54.330-04:00Comments on Ignite to Write: Dream On.....Jan Maderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15028376414981383091noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785289118138399807.post-61235343677813398072010-02-24T14:50:00.486-05:002010-02-24T14:50:00.486-05:00Each time I open the door it is different.
It open...Each time I open the door it is different.<br />It opens to a new path which leads to discovery. Once I set foot on the path I can experience new images and experiences limited only by my imagination and creativity.SquirrelQueenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00634513897599275287noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785289118138399807.post-32524299612640373062010-02-21T00:47:20.801-05:002010-02-21T00:47:20.801-05:00The sky was full of surprises
when I opened up my ...The sky was full of surprises<br />when I opened up my door<br />magic bubbles were everywhere<br />bubbles came from near and far<br />pink bubbles<br /> and blue bubbles<br />and purple bubbles too<br />magic bubbles were everywhere<br />they floated<br /> they bounced<br />they twirled<br />I closed my eyes<br /> and wished so very hard<br />and just like when wishes come true<br />I was twirling<br /> and swirling<br />and floating<br />high above<br /> the clouds<br />it was a splendid bubble day<br />xoxoxTweedles -- that's mehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01349728497621875670noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785289118138399807.post-73710547812976591282010-02-20T11:36:02.020-05:002010-02-20T11:36:02.020-05:00Feeling fanciful....lol, wish I were. I'm jus...Feeling fanciful....lol, wish I were. I'm just feeling tired and trying to avoid doing what I need to do.<br /><br />If I opened a door to a room full of yarn, with a sunroof to let the sun warm my aches and pains, a comfy chair beside a wine cooler in a clean house with no chores to do...I would be thrilled!<br /><br />Oh, and let me ad a massage table in the corner so my personal massage tech could come to my house.Sandyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13141251905909903805noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785289118138399807.post-76277977385563546562010-02-20T00:43:38.124-05:002010-02-20T00:43:38.124-05:00"Feeling fanciful".... I love that phras..."Feeling fanciful".... I love that phrase. I've often felt that way but never knew quite how to describe it. It's perfect. I've always just called it my 'pretty world'.<br /><br />If I opened a door to that other realm, I'd probably step out into a place where I could fly and soar like an eagle, high, high above the troubles of the world.......... and with that 'bird's eye view' I'd catch glimpses of heaven's beauty in the midst of it all.<br /><br />BTW, this is my fist time to your site. I look forward to coming again.<br /><br />Happy Writing! Brenda @ It's A Beautiful Life.Brenda @ Its A Beautiful Lifehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02955486477303938670noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785289118138399807.post-82489947535607619712010-02-19T23:34:29.439-05:002010-02-19T23:34:29.439-05:00In my doorway is a man with a briefcase full of ca...In my doorway is a man with a briefcase full of cash...thousands of dollars all for me. Yeah, I'm feeling a little broke right now.Janie Bhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04931897043854080377noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785289118138399807.post-35223428595317219732010-02-19T22:02:52.235-05:002010-02-19T22:02:52.235-05:00When the door opened....
I am not sure if
it was a...When the door opened....<br />I am not sure if<br />it was a dream<br />or was it real<br />,,,,to find myself<br /> in the midst of<br /> wild horses<br />thundering hooves<br /><br />fearless<br />and<br /> accepting<br />nostrils snorting<br />and then<br />eye contact is made<br />and for that moment<br />i disappear<br />into another world<br />i don't want the door to closeTweedles -- that's mehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01349728497621875670noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785289118138399807.post-89588424355664468592010-02-19T17:16:04.199-05:002010-02-19T17:16:04.199-05:00My door opens downwards and I see that I am in an ...My door opens downwards and I see that I am in an airplane, getting ready to make a skydive. Puget Sound is in the distance, the ice cream cone of Mt. Rainier, and below me are two miles of sweet freefall. (It's getting close to the season and I'm beginning to dream about it again.)DJanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07152183871573797791noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785289118138399807.post-79207742368044115562010-02-19T17:04:24.739-05:002010-02-19T17:04:24.739-05:00Wow!Wow!Jan Maderhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14110939764789565303noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785289118138399807.post-64451883329811168372010-02-19T16:29:43.075-05:002010-02-19T16:29:43.075-05:00When I open the door I see a paved path leading to...When I open the door I see a paved path leading to a hexagon shaped house. There are ducks and swans on a lake and beautifully fragrant and colourful gardens.<br />A lyrebird is striding purposefully towards me with a glint in his eye and I know the day is about to be turned on its head.Kashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13964265978534608985noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785289118138399807.post-65518897560005528432010-02-19T15:43:34.971-05:002010-02-19T15:43:34.971-05:00My door is locked !!My door is locked !!CATachresishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10227422179439047735noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785289118138399807.post-92214142323493605602010-02-19T13:17:25.714-05:002010-02-19T13:17:25.714-05:00The door for me, when opened would be a time machi...The door for me, when opened would be a time machine. Once opened it would take me back to a time of civility, manners and grace. Where the differences between men and women stay that that way. Where all the technology we have today (even this computer) had not been invented. A quieter, calmer, more loving world.Faithhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17808242476123222488noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785289118138399807.post-17121358479192203702010-02-19T11:25:14.986-05:002010-02-19T11:25:14.986-05:00When I open the door, I see Ancient Egypt. I see p...When I open the door, I see Ancient Egypt. I see pyramids and statues being built, 'peasants' working at stalls, and the beautiful house where the Pharaoh lives.Not Slim Shadyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05622630007807783383noreply@blogger.com