Hi,
I’m Peg and I’ve been waiting a long time to connect with you!
I’m an ordinary person, who’s so far, lived an in-ordinary life. As with most people, I have learned from, and have grown most, from my most painful life experiences. As I’ve looked back on both the highs and lows, I’ve wondered how to use them toward the highest good; hence, this site.
One of my favorite ongoing relationships in life has been with the written word, so I decided to use it as a forum to connect with people. When I was growing up, I used to write what I call “bubble gum poetry;” a safe means of expressing myself. It was like a diary in poetry form, but using extremely simplified (and almost comical) rhyme schemes. It was very personal, and I liked that it was all mine. I never intended on sharing it with anyone. I wrote on and off over the years, for a good deal of the time I was “off” (in so many ways!), but I have been more “on” over the last few years following a divorce; another one. Divorce has been one of my difficult life experiences, and can of course stir up a lot of emotion, and so for me it’s been “poetry e-motion.”
Life stressors, in general, can get the creative juices flowing, especially when you aren’t quite sure what else to do with the feelings you find yourself sitting with. But that doesn’t just include divorce, though that can be difficult enough. Whether self-perpetuating, or by happenstance, I’ve had other life situations that have sent me back to the drawing board, or better yet, the writing board. Either directly or indirectly, I have had experiences dealing with: marriage, re-marriage, divorce, annulments, addictions, counseling, supreme and family courts, fertility issues, pre-mature birth, loss of a child, parenting and step parenting, mid-life and empty nest issues, and not necessarily in that order!
Which brings me back to the reason for this blog. My poems have matured a little from the days when I started logging the “bubble gum stuff” into a book. Bubble gum or not though, it was important for me to get my feelings out somehow.
I am not a counselor and it’s not my intention to use this blog to dispense advice. I am a mother, daughter, sister, co-worker and friend, and still trying to make sense of why things happen as they do. When my son Adam died, a very good friend of mine said something that has stuck with me, and that is…instead of asking why, since that question really can’t be answered, it seems more helpful to ask how instead; how can I move forward?
I’ve at times felt like my wings have been injured or broken. But I believe that broken or mended, we are all whole together. And in the connection we have, our differences are as important and useful as our similarities. We don’t have to share all of ourselves, but even sharing a small part of ourselves might play a big part in someone else’s life.
I can’t know the reasons why things happen in our lives; I can only speculate using human logic, though I’d much prefer having the gift of soul logic. I’m a spiritual person, but that doesn’t give me all of the answers. Many of life experiences seem pointless to me, if they can’t be used toward the good; like lending support to someone else. I love the idea of paying things forward. It seems to me a worthy goal.
I am hoping that by sharing some of my creations, old and new, I am sharing a part my world with people that I haven’t had the opportunity to meet yet. I’m hoping something here resonates with you, prompting you to reach out and connect with me and/or others. Maybe you can offer support to someone with or without realizing it. Maybe that support can be in the form of a shared experience, quote, home-made card, drawing, or something comical. I find humor to be such good medicine. Even with many of the sad things I’ve felt compelled to write, my sense of humor remains intact. Thanks be.
And thank you in advance, for checking back to make a connection. This is just the beginning of a work in progress, but hopefully wings will take flight. Together we are stronger and can fly higher.
Fondly,
Peg