Rule Of Thirds3

With No Words (BLW Contributor)

A Momma's View

Sometimes it doesn’t need any words. Sometimes what’s been felt and thought can’t be put in words but expressed in an entirely different way. Sometimes it’s the connection that says it all.

Today I felt this connection.

I don’t want to go into details as of why there were no words. I just want to stress that we not always have to listen with our ears but rather with our heart to get the message.

Some might call it telepathy, some a deeper connection. Whatever it is, it’s there. We just need to open ourselves up to find the connection.

So often do we try to find the right words, the right sentences to explain what’s going on inside of us. In doing so we might “kill off” the real message.

If something, or someone, is really important to you, take your time. Connect. Open your heart. Receive. No words…

View original post 1 more word

Advertisements
Featured Image -- 14984

What my 20’s have taught me: I think I’m ready to settle down

1

LoveLifeLuca

Every day I cringe at my Facebook ‘memory’ updates that remind me of what I loser I was 5 years ago.

But overly self indulgent text talk status’ aside, I’m taken back to the carefree, fun 20 year old me.

Having only just turned 25, it’s really quite remarkable how much I’ve changed as a person in just 5 years.

20 year old me was still very much a teenager, with raging hormones and living in a cycle of University studying procrastination, self obsession and all too frequent very drunken nights out.

21 year old me realised that actually, studying isn’t so bad. I suppose I became a swot. I loved Uni and I loved to learn. I suddenly learnt that in school I’d been put into the ‘not so clever’ category and given up on by teachers as a result of such. So I gave up too. But the 21…

View original post 215 more words

DSC_0549.jpg

I step back in time to explore my roots

1

My Random Musings

The waves crash in the distance as my friend and I board the train to Jaffna. Still half asleep at 5 am, we settle into our seats for the 8-hour train ride.

I am anxious and excited about this trip for many reasons. I have never visited this part of Sri Lanka due to the civil war that was on for more than 20 years. However I am excited because I have heard so many stories of this area from my mother who was originally from there.

The Northern and Eastern  part of the country was out-of-bounds for many years because of the war. The Tamil Tigers, the terrorist organization was fighting for a separate state claiming discrimination. Most often the heavy fighting was confined to that part making it hard or almost impossible for anyone to get their. While the rest of the country did their best to carry…

View original post 470 more words

Featured Image -- 14962

Acquaintances yet Unacquainted (BLW Contributor)

1

SK writes life

In life, we come across a lot of people, as friends or just acquaintances, Most of the time we are not able to feel the level of comfort required in a close friendship with everyone.We also end up being judged harshly by them because of not being rightly understood due to this lack of comfort.

Usually, people only understand us as much as the limitation of their mind allow them to.They judge us on the level of their mentality , thinking, opinions and backgrounds.Not everyone belongs to the same mindset as us, Not everyone is at the same level of maturity in life.Mostly their perceptions about others reflect their own personalities in many ways.

With such people most of the time our words and actions are taken wrongly and explaining ourselves or proving our reality becomes pointless, as for them an image of us is already formed based on their assumptions of…

View original post 167 more words

Featured Image -- 14960

The Circle of Life (BLW Contributor)

Ricardo Hanley Jr.

The Circle of Life

“Who has mastered time to avoid decay, to grow without fear of the grave? To age and gauge their full potential, preserving their physical and their mental. Life propels everything that dwells within the binds of time to excel, in order to find soils of new truths where it may dwell. We as seeds must grow to a root, which in time, will stretch forth becoming the foundation, the force and source of a new lineage, a family tree, birthed through the cycle of eternity. Finally when the root has given its last bit of energy, it is then reincarnated in the first fruits and their seeds, generations may generate eternally. All life has the right to sovereign living, to receive the time they have been given and to grieve, when the time comes, to watch the tears of the ones they love, as their soul…

View original post 97 more words

Featured Image -- 14947

February: Affirming a Smart Legacy

BronxBeyondBorders

arturo_alfonso_schomburg Arturo Alfonso Schomburg, born and raised in Puerto Rico and grew to prove that African Americans and African Carribeans have a history, a relevance, and have unleashed countless contributions to their adoptive societies. A great collector of historical documents. Established the Schomburg Center for Research in Black Culture in New York.

tubman-on-slaves Soldiering, spying, and slave resistance in a time without technology. A wonder.

By:  E. R. Smith

In our early history there was no Snapchat, Instagram, LinkedIn;

Facebook was church.

Social media was all religions and therein movements grew; after decades became televised.

Tweets; kept everyone off the city bus one year.

Instant Message; was the Jim Crow signs in our neighborhoods.

Ping back by reminding everybody; “What preacher said Sunday?”

james-weldon-johnson-poet-quote-as-yet-the-negroes-themselves-do-notLinkedIn was a community barber; or hair salon.

eHarmony was socials, bible study, and family picnics.

What is now thought of as soft, old, corny; schooled the toughest and most tenacious fighters.

Call it dull…

View original post 139 more words

Voices in my Head by Light Writes

10
voices

I find a lot of things difficult to explain about my personal writing. Questions such as, where do you find the inspiration? What do you write about? Why is it always  depressing topics? Sometimes I wonder whether my lacking ability to answer has lead most people to believe I can’t write at all. Recently I shared a piece of my writing with two family members – a rare occasion as usually I would be too self conscious – and the response I got was: ‘Wow, that was a bit deep… really professional!’.

On replying ‘thank you’, I received ‘oh, you wrote that?’. The disbelief honestly made my heart drop a little – and perhaps the faith in myself too.

There’s a conversation I remember having with my dad when I was ten years old, so I had known for a few years that I wanted to be an author. My dad, although he may not appear to be on the surface, is actually a profound reader and most importantly, really enjoys it. So I remember him telling me what makes a great book – the author’s knowledge of their own characters.

Anyone who has ever written a story, whether it be for a high school assignment or a published print, will know that it is impossible – not to mention very boring – to include every little detail about a character. But that’s not to say the detail isn’t needed to bring a character to life. We’ve all experienced a moment when we learn something new about someone, that changes our perception of them. Even if we don’t know something about someone, it does not change the fact that their own experiences, personalities and secrets – or ‘details’ as I have been referring to them – are influencing their actions and directions. People act through their own intentions rather than our perceptions in reality and so should characters in a story.

Now I come to the voices in my head. The way I create my characters is simple: I have conversations with them. Before anyone begins to think it’s a crazy idea I would just like to remind you, that as you are reading this my voice is in your head. And you are learning something about me now, because you are openly listening to that voice in your head.

So, when my little voice suddenly conjures, ‘Hey, what if?’ I give the time to listen to it. Then I’m listening to a story that belongs to a character just being born. To elaborate I must ask questions:

“Well, why would that happen to you?”

Because this happened when I was a child.

“Why would you be scared people would think that about you?”

Because I look a certain way.

Notice these questions are all personally directed to the character. It takes time but eventually I know this person so well I can take their name and walk down the street in their shoes. Of course the choice for me to write their story or scrap it is still down to whether I fall in love, but this is so much easier than trying to wedge them into a premade plan.

I’ve found this technique has helped me generate a lot more creativity and depth for my plots. While still finding my feet in the blogging and writing worlds I’m comforted in having accomplished my level of imagination and empathy. Next I hope to become as personal and open with my readers, as my characters are with me.

Check out other great articles from Light Writes

Featured Image -- 14939

The History of the Zombie (BLW Contributor)

Cheap Reads

“When I first began looking into a creature I love, zombies, I thought I knew quite a bit.  I thought I’d read and watched enough that I had my bases covered.  Ha!  Boy was I mistaken.  Not only did I learn that there are different types of zombies, but there are tons of zombie myths and legends around the world.

During the Middle Ages in Europe, zombies as we know them now were called revenants.  Revenants were believed to be the souls of people who had died and returned to haunt folks.  They rose from the dead and wreaked havoc on the community typically in the way of murder.  It looked like the zombies we know today, a rawboned, withered away corpse.

In Germany and the surrounding areas, the Nachzehrer was an awkward combination of multiple undead creatures.  They feed on dead bodies, they feed on the living, they even…

View original post 795 more words

This is your Chance to Post on BLW!!! – Share your Thoughts, Ideas & Stories with us!!!

12

e988c3b75efa59f25783a11c000d6682 copy

WE AT BE LIKE WATER BELIEVE THAT WE ARE ALL PART OF THE LEARNING EXPERIENCE, SO WE WANTED TO REACH OUT TO OUR FRIENDS & FANS TO SAY WE APPRECIATE YOUR SUPPORT

AND WE WANT TO GIVE BACK BY SHARING YOUR OWN THOUGHTS, STORIES OR IDEAS ON OUR SITE.

SO, IF YOU HAVE A STORY OR TOPIC YOU WANT TO SHARE WITH US, JUST LEAVE IT IN THE COMMENT SECTION WITH A LINK TO YOUR TOPIC AND WE WILL POST IT ON BLW,

 OF COURSE THE TOPIC HAS TO BE SHARED WITH OUR OWN PHILOSOPHIES. THANK YOU AGAIN!

TO MAXIMIZE YOUR POSTING TO BEEN SEEN BY A LOT OF PEOPLE, WE WILL ALSO POST YOUR STORIES TO ALL OUR SOCIAL MEDIA SITES TO BE SEEN BY THOUSANDS OF FANS!!!

Featured Image -- 14884

How to Clean Poop in 10 Easy Steps (BLW Contributor)

4

Super Sirrious Mom

In my life as a Mom of two I end up cleaning up a lot of poop. I’m talking A LOT OF POOP. Whether it be my two year old pooping in his room, or my 4 month old blowing out her diaper. It’s poop all day every day. I decided to share how to handle this situation, the way a perfect mom would.

Okay, or at least how I would.

Let’s say your two year old just pooped all over his toys and the carpet in his bedroom. Here is how to clean it up in 10 easy steps.

Step 1: Grab a wine glass, fill that wine glass, take a large drink.

Step 2: Grab a  ton of paper towels, every cleaner you can find, and a plastic bag.

Step 3: Take another very large drink of wine

Step 4: Using paper towels grab all solid poopie that…

View original post 229 more words