by Minerva Rising Contributor | Jan 23, 2015 | Blog, The Keeping Room
Editor’s note: This month, we asked Minerva Rising contributors: What comforts you? Conversely, what doesn’t comfort you? Tell us what you find solace in, or what you’ve removed from your life. *** A Reminder to Myself of What I Love Slipping into an...
by Minerva Rising Contributor | Jan 16, 2015 | Blog, The Keeping Room
Editor’s note: This month, we asked Minerva Rising contributors: What comforts you? Conversely, what doesn’t comfort you? Tell us what you find solace in, or what you’ve removed from your life. *** After the loss of my mother, I had a strangely...
by Minerva Rising Contributor | Jan 9, 2015 | Blog, The Keeping Room
Some days I feel beautiful. Well, not beautiful in an outward Meryl Streep radiance, but beautiful in the Eastern Buddhist realm: living in my own skin, at peace with myself, not wanting to be any other woman, inside or out. It is the love I hoped to get from daddy...
by Minerva Rising Contributor | Jan 2, 2015 | Blog, The Keeping Room
We tried then, didn’t we, to keep up the pretense of a normal Christmas. We drew names at Thanksgiving like always, adding a special drawing for the grandchildren. And from the hospital bed parked in her living room, Diane declared my 2-year-old daughter would need...
by Emily Shearer | Dec 29, 2014 | Blog, Staff Blog
As the year winds down to a close, I find myself ruminating on a few buzzwords of 2014. Happiness. Courage. Challenge. Creativity. What do all they all have in common? Expansion. Living the richness and fullness of everything this human experience has to offer. I hope...
by Minerva Rising Contributor | Dec 19, 2014 | Blog, The Keeping Room
It’s California 1956. Land of pink, baby blue and gold-flocked Christmas trees spun with silver tinsel. The sun is warm. The trees are real but take on the aura of Walt Disney’s Fantasyland, where we all flocked for a dose of wanting to be in another place and time. ...
by Minerva Rising Contributor | Dec 12, 2014 | Blog, The Keeping Room
1. My very first memory is a Christmas memory. I was two and three-quarters, in the words of a 1967 me. My father, a Lieutenant Commander in the Navy, was in Vietnam. My mother was at St. Luke’s Hospital, giving birth to her third child and first son. Teenage boy...
by minervarising | Dec 8, 2014 | Blog, Staff Blog
Rejection has been my middle name lately when it comes to submitting poetry to literary journals. But apparently, according to more experienced poets, that’s a good thing. One poet emailed me, “If you’re not getting rejected 95% of the time,...
by Minerva Rising Contributor | Nov 21, 2014 | Blog, The Keeping Room
“Don’t sweat the small stuff,” they say, followed quickly by, “It’s all small stuff.” My list below may be small stuff, but it’s the stuff that makes my cork rise, the stuff of ahhhhh, the stuff that for a moment makes all the other nonsense melt away. An...
by Emily Shearer | Nov 17, 2014 | Blog, Staff Blog
CREATING OURSELVES AS WORKS OF ART – or – Telling the Mental Monkey-Bullies to Go Suck Eggs Have you ever read something so fan-DAMN-tastic that you thought to yourself, Well, Self, that’s it. Hang up your hat because you will never write anything that...
