Art therapy

The image for this week is a mixture of colours, possibly paint with shades of yellow, green, blue, grey and white on a black background. The image is cropped so that the drop appears as a semi-circle on the right of the image.

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The spring equinox has always been a time of renewal for all life, and I especially enjoy the moderate temperatures and the colorful array of flowers that delight my sight whenever I go out.

I set up my easel and placing a blank canvas, proceed to mix colors, all the while my mind is busy in introspection on the meaning of life.

The swirling blues and greens help me meditate, awakening reflections that calm my agitated mind and peace replaces where there was chaos before.

My therapist is happy with my efforts and praises me for sticking to my art therapy.

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introspection | reflection | equinox | awakening | renewal

Written for Greg 4 line fiction

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Cake Sale

girls cake wedding cake cupcakes baking bakers — ***This week’s photo is credited to inactive account – ID 1103997 on Pixabay.***

It depicts three girls of different ages/heights dressed in pink and blue aprons and bakers’ caps. They are standing behind a table that displays a wedding cake, cupcakes, and various other baked goods.

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It was time that the girls learned to live and behave like a family. They all came from different homes, and Joni and Sam were trying to create a serene balance in this newly created family!

Coming from foster homes, Joni and Sam thought that instead of having their own children, they’d adopt kids in need of a family and home from foster care.

The only thing standing in their way was the sarcastic attitude of Jane, the eldest girl. She’d endeavor to upset the other two girls perhaps because she felt insecure.

It was Joni who came up with the baking sale idea. The parents promised the kids that they could keep all the money they generated by sales, their only condition being that they wanted happy and smiling faces at the end of the day.

They considered it a success, when no one was hurt or maimed at the end of the day. They could see a few shy smiles passing in between the girls and were hopeful and happy.

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serene | family | balance | caustic | copper

Written for FFFC # 209, hosted this week by Paula

Also included Greg’s Weekly 5 words, hosted by Greg

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Waiting for my friend

^{Mehrab Sium via Unsplash}

The image for March 2^nd, 2023 is a wooden table and chair set in a field of tall grass against a blue sky. On the table, there is a closed book and a cup and saucer with cookies.

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Sitting on my wooden chair, I wait for my friend to come and join me.

Every day we meet in this open field, among the nature and refreshing air.

We talk about life, about our dreams, our past, and our future- everything a friend can talk about to another friend whose mind is attuned to your own.

People often ask me why I sit here all by myself, alone and engrossed in soliloquy, and I can only tell them that it’s sad that they can’t see my friend, a friend who never fails to show up!

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In response to Greg’s 4 Line Fiction- 2309

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What she wrote?

It depicts an open appointment book/ organizer on a table. Pink flowers in a vase and a glass candy jar are also visible.

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She journaled every day. There was little news that brought her any joy. War, death, famine, and the pestilence brought on by the unhygienic conditions people were forced to live in were what she was forced to record every day.

She dreamed of the day when she would write of the human conquest, its victory over all these hardships but day after day the only news was of these sorrowful events.

If she could, she would quit her job as the recorder of events but she didn’t have that luxury. She was bound to this duty as her ancestors were.

The only solution she saw was that by some miracle, these people would take control of their lives, make drastic changes to their lifestyles and finally overcome the obstacles in their way.

Maybe one day she will write about that glorious day too!

In response to FFFC # 208, hosted this week by Paula

Also included Greg’s five weekly words

conquest | war | pestilence | death | famine

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Search for the valuable asset

woman window electricity lightning moon planet eerie — This week’s photo is credited to Jordan_Singh on Pixabay.

It depicts a woman sitting on a bed in the dark with her back to us and a flash of electricity next to her. She faces a window where glowing planets are visible.

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The commander said, “Lock this place down and I need every available unit to look for Rebecca. With her powers, it is vital that she is on our side rather than the enemy’s.

Rebecca was a gifted woman born with the ability to influence time and space. In front of her, the extraordinary seemed insipid, no matter how valiantly others try to underplay her powers. And in addition to her seismic powers, she also had a beautiful heart.

So where was she? And what were her plans? Nobody else knew that she had decided to go underground, for her powers not only put her in danger as the evil people wouldn’t stop at anything to make her do their bidding but it was also putting their world in grave danger.

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In response to FFFC # 207, hosted this week by Paula.

Also included Greg’s 5 Words Weekly Challenge;

valiant | born | seismic | insipid | beautiful

And FSS # 85, hosted by Jim this week.

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Ponderings

Old man tree sunset bench — *This week’s photo is credited to NoName_13 on Pixabay.*

It depicts a man standing with a cane, his back to us, facing a sunset. There is a bench beside him and a large tree on the right.

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The essence of serenity

Is in it’s uplifting effect

The peaceful sunset

Encourages us to ponder

On life and it’s complexities

Foster and build up your bond

With nature because it works

On calming our anxieties and

Giving peace to our turbulent spirit

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essence | uplift | build | encourage | foster

Written in response to FFFC# 206, hosted this week by Paula

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An illuminating encounter

This week’s photo is credited to darksouls1 on Pixabay.

It depicts a seated man staring at a glowing globe. The background is dark and hazy, but you can faintly see wall-to-wall shelves filled with books.

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Going into the private library of the university’s head without permission was technically improper, but Marty felt it was vital for him to find the globe today at all costs.

He entered through the side door, and being careful that his rain-sodden shoes shouldn’t squeak, he took them off and placed them at the side of the colonial-style table with slate-colored top in the center of the reference section of the library.

Ah! There it was! Cleverly hidden behind the thick tomes which nobody ever read. He gently extracted the illuminated globe from the hiding place and held it gently in his hands. The glowing orb was cool to the touch. He tried to look deep into its light as he was told to do.

What he saw in the depths of this was amazing. The past, present, and future all exist there simultaneously. But the future was darkened. And the world seemed to be breaking apart. He took a long look, straightened, and replaced the globe in its hiding place.

He had to do something important now. This message had to reach those who had sent him here. The planet had to be saved by any means necessary.

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improper | sodden | vital | slate| colonial

Written in response to FFFC # 205, hosted this week by Paula

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Gossip girls

Women whisper at a table in a crowd — This week’s photo is credited to Fill1970 on Pixabay

It depicts two women seated at a table in a restaurant or at a gathering with one telling the other a secret. People mill about in the background.

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Tall claims, or obstinate views

Grind on my nerves because of their fallacy

The evening enjoyment is bound to be ruined

When one is faced with the harrowing prospect

Of listening to gossip about everyone present

Spare someone you ask, perhaps your best friend?

Oh no, I have the juiciest titbit about her, you’re informed!

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claim | obstinate | grind | harrowing | bound

Written in response to FFFC # 204, hosted by Paula this week.

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As the morning arrives

The image is from the WordPress Free Media Library from Pexels.

For the visually challenged writer, the photo shows an unmade bed in the foreground, behind which is a table with a white tablecloth with a laptop, a set of headphones, a smartphone, a camera lense cap, and a table lamp sitting on it. Behind the table is what appears to a mirrored wardrobe.

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Getting up early in the morning wasn’t her natural inclination, but the job called. Last night her computer crashed and trying to fix it was so frustrating that she felt like hurling it from the parapet of the bridge near her apartment. But she realized that it was not hers to do what she liked, it was company property and her boss would hound her for destroying the company property and would demand justice by deducting its cost from her salary.

Today was the day that she’d been hoping would arrive for a long time. She had planned every detail and had set the trap with the appropriate bait. Now she just had to make the computer start and load up the files and she would have that criminal in her grip.

She was sure that a promotion would be her reward to catch this man who had so many cyber crimes to his credit. And the beauty of the trap laid for him was that she didn’t had to get involved personally in it.

She made herself a cup of coffee and waited patiently. It was almost time!

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Written in response to FFFC # 202, hosted by Fandango

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In my solitude

For the visually challenged writer, the photo shows a woman lying in a rope hammock that’s built into a wood deck attached to house in the woods on an autumn day. She seems to be staring up at the sky above her and daydreaming.

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Lying high on my makeshift bed

Looking up the periwinkle sky

Thinking deeply, I examine my life

I exhume my buried emotions, sad and happy both

And find peace within myself for all that’s passed

I am sanguine, never forlorn or anxious

Though I’m libel to slip down the precipice

Of dark thoughts if I let go of this rope of hope

Here peace prevails, like the stars in the night sky

Give me serenity and I find my long lost friend

The joy of contentment I’ve been looking for