On Fridays around these parts we stop, drop, and write.

We write bold and beautiful and free. Unscripted and unedited. We just write without worrying if it’s just right or not.

Won’t you join us?

    1. Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking.
    2. Link back here and invite others to join in.
    3. Most importantly: leave a comment for the person who linked up before you – encouraging them in their writing!

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



Beyond the boundaries of these four walls. Beyond the old carpet and the wobbly kitchen table. Beyond the lamps that have blown bulbs and the futon that’s seen better days. Beyond the bed that tells tall tales of how many can fit into it. Beyond the spiderman suits strewn here and the batman cape stuffed in a back pack there.

I stand at the heart of this home and I can see far beyond what meets the eye.

I see two boys who sleep arms akimbo just like their daddy. I see a baby girl who glows when her brothers walk into the room.

I feel the ache and tug and kite high jaunt of this heart of mine that soars way beyond the banal that the world would tell me makes up my 24/7. I see beauty and color and a lifetime I want to still memorize.

Come wind, come storm, come wild weather. I will always dance beyond the force of your frustration; you cannot ground me. I will ribbon tail it here beyond what you can do to me. All red and purple, green, yellow and blue. See the pink. I dance pink in these clouds beyond what lies below because I know what I see.

Because I choose what to look at.



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{Photo credit: Me and my girl snapped by the lovely Ann Voskamp} Want to keep up with this here blog? Sign up to get my posts emailed to your doorstep right here Or delivered to your reader of choice. Or just like us on Facebook.