Around here we write for five minutes flat on Fridays.

We finger paint with words. We try to remember what it was like to just write without worrying if it’s just right or not.

Where your words are welcome, just as they are! (<–-Tweet this!)

1. Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking
2. Link back here and invite others to join in.
3. Meet & encourage someone who linked up before you.

OK, are you ready? Give us your best five minutes on:

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Brave…

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GO

Words can hug the distance between us. Friends can step through computer screens. Women can connect without fear of other women’s shoes. We can invite you into a heart gone all velveteen with wanting to be known.

But will you come?

Will you put on the brave boots and face and show up so that we can tell you you’re welcome?

Friends are hard work. There’s no getting around it. The only way is through. Through the knowing and the showing up and the forgiving and the laughing and the folding laundry together and the walking kids to school and the daring to do the ugly cry in front of you.

What is there to lose other than the bad mascara?

We feel real in the bones. In the seam of who we are. Real stitches new lines, strengthens frayed edges. And real makes us brave, to connect, to trust, to tell our true stories. Something always has to give – perfect or real.

I’m practicing the brave choice these days.

STOP

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OK, show me what you’ve got.
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