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Wednesdays Wisdom

Keira Wetherup Brown Quote…

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Wednesdays Wisdom

 

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Wednesday’s Wisdom

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Wednesdays Wisdom

Virginia Woolf Quote


Wednesday’s Wisdom

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I have often been told that I can go too far, that I don’t always know when to stop, or that I am blind to the line.
This is fine, because Albert says it’s okay! An’ it harm none, do as thou will.

Happy Wednesday, and happy writing.


Wednesdays Wisdom

Perception :)

 

I found this quote on Pinterest (where else?) It didn’t link me to the site it came from, only the little writing at the bottom suggests it’s from “10 Things Every Writer needs To Know by Jeff Anderson” I googled, and found that this is actually a book. Alas, still no one to credit for the pin.

However, I am crediting the quote, as it states quite clearly, to John Updike. Writer of one of my favourites “The Witches of Eastwick” (Yes, the book of the film, with Cher!) What I didn’t know, is that he wrote a follow up to that novel “The Widows of Eastwick” which was actually his last novel in 2008, he died the following year.

 

I love the idea of writing as being inside out reading. It’s genius in its simplicity.

Have a happy Wednesday 🙂

 

 

 


Wednesdays Wisdom

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Many years ago I was told by a palmist, or fortune teller as he called himself, that I had an important voice.
He said I was meant to be someone. When I questioned him as to what, exactly, that meant.
He simply smiled.
I walked away, annoyed, and feeling as though I had been “duped”.

A few years later, another gentleman, a spiritualist, a gentle and kind man, told me something similar. He, however, validated to me a few aspects of my life that ordinarily no one could have known.
The second man gave me proof that spirit is around us, he showed me how me to listen.

I am eternally grateful for all the gifts I receive from spirit, small and large.

And yet.
And yet, I continue to seek.
I have never received a reading as amazing or as accurate as the second man’s since.
Funny, as I would still love to know what the first man meant: what it is I am here to do.

Of course, sometimes the mystery of not knowing is enough.


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