All posts tagged: Poetry

Advocating on the Behalf of Journals Everywhere

I’m a serious advocate for journaling – is that technically a “real” word yet? Let me count the ways… → Writing in a journal allows you to have a conversation with yourself. You can reflect or create in a safe space that’s all yours. Whether you share it with others or not is at your discretion. → Writing before you start your day can activate your creative sensibilities. If you’re feeling sluggish, writing about what you’re looking forward to that day or what you need to accomplish can be highly motivating. → Journals are also great spaces to make lists. What do you need to get done today? What projects do you want to start working on this month? What are your professional goals for the next six months? Lists are a spectacular way to stay organized, and if you tend to fall off track sometimes, it’s easier to stay on top of what you hope to accomplish in order to keep your days, weeks, and months productive. → In a journal you can jot down your thoughts in-the-moment. We all have those great …

Audre Lorde On Fear, Strength, Living, & Learning From Our Differences

“When I dare to be powerful – to use my strength in the service of my vision, then it becomes less and less important whether I am afraid.” “It is not our differences that divide us. It is our inability to recognize, accept, and celebrate those differences.” “Poetry is not only dream and vision; it is the skeleton architecture of our lives. It lays the foundations for a future of change, a bridge across our fears of what has never been before.” “When we speak we are afraid our words will not be heard or welcomed. But when we are silent, we are still afraid. So it is better to speak.” “Life is very short and what we have to do must be done in the now.” “I am deliberate and afraid of nothing.” “Each time you love, love as deeply as if it were forever.” “When I use my strength in the service of my vision it makes no difference whether or not I am afraid.” “Art is not living. It is the use …

When Great Trees Fall – By Maya Angelou

When great trees fall, rocks on distant hills shudder, lions hunker down in tall grasses, and even elephants lumber after safety. When great trees fall in forests, small things recoil into silence, their senses eroded beyond fear. When great souls die, the air around us becomes light, rare, sterile. We breathe, briefly. Our eyes, briefly, see with a hurtful clarity. Our memory, suddenly sharpened, examines, gnaws on kind words unsaid, promised walks never taken. Great souls die and our reality, bound to them, takes leave of us. Our souls, dependent upon their nurture, now shrink, wizened. Our minds, formed and informed by their radiance, 
fall away. We are not so much maddened as reduced to the unutterable ignorance 
of dark, cold caves. And when great souls die, after a period peace blooms, slowly and always irregularly. Spaces fill with a kind of soothing electric vibration. Our senses, restored, never to be the same, whisper to us. They existed. They existed. We can be. Be and be better. For they existed. ― Maya Angelou

Video Of The Day: Dr. Maya Angelou

 Role: Writer & Director Client: Cole Haan Director of Photography: Matthew J. Santo / The Skouras Agency Stylist: Tiina Laakkonen / Streeters Hair: Didier Malige / Art Partner Make-Up: Tatyana Makarova / Walter Schupfer Prop Stylist: Gerard Santos / The Magnet Agency Editor: Mike Sobo Colorist: Stuart Wheeler / Smoke & Mirrors Mixer: Jonathan Schenke Line Producer: Melody Roscher Post Producer: Adam Lytle / Greencard Executive Producer: Emily Wiedemann / Greencard