Garden Veggies

Garden Veggies
Made into tile for my stove backsplash

Portland Rose Garden

Portland Rose Garden
Mike and my 2 youngest sons Ian and Leif

Grandson Michael's Birthday 2014 throwing water balloons

Grandson Michael's Birthday 2014 throwing water balloons
With son Beau, Grandson Luke and his mom Jennifer

Maren

Maren
I cut this out of a wedding line. I must take more pictures of her.

Monday, February 25, 2008

BEARING GIFTS FOR ONE ANOTHER

I am teaching a writing class right now. I have 8 amazing ladies in the class who write better than I do. Mostly I am a motivator for getting others to write their family stories. I am always quite blown away at how well everyone can write their own stories with just a little practice. The other discovery I have made is that when you share your stories with others they get inspired to try. My new Ward assigned me to visit Tresa. She is a young mother with three little boys. I liked her instantly. I took a story I had written to my first visit with her. She got so excited I couldn't believe it. "Oh please, she said, let me be in one of your writing classes." And she is there writing wonderful things. Her first story was "Wow!" She is one of my blogger friends. Her writing will inspire you too.

My favorite writing books are by Julia Cameron. She has a wonderful philosophy of the spiritual aspects of writing--something beyond ourself that helps us write what "wants to be written." I tell my classes: "You may not think you can write but the Holy Ghost knows how and He will help you--especially with your family stories." I have had it happen to me many times.

The following quote from Julia Cameron made me think of Tresa and I connecting. I said from the beginning it was no accident that I got assigned to be her visiting teacher. We had gifts for one another. Then I think about all the women that have taken my writing classes--I get more than I give.

"We intersect one another's lives for a purpose, and we bear gifts for one another. When we are hypercritical of ourselves, we are afraid to offer the gifts that we bear, gifts of acknowledgment and appreciation, gifts of acceptance and respect." (The Sound of Paper, Julia Cameron, p. 188)

2 comments:

Tresa said...

My dear Charmaine. How is it possible that your little body could hold so much talent. I am sure you must be bursting at the seams. You are a treasure to me, and I feel so blessed to have you as a friend. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for all of the extremely beautiful things that you have said to me to encourage me along. I enjoy writing more than I thought possible.

Lindsay said...

I'm so glad I finally got to meet you! I've heard many many great things about you and know that they are all true! It's neat that your love of writing and outgoing personality even reached me through the grape vine... a complete stranger! :)