The creative spirit is unique in what she offers us. It begins with receiving. It never ceases to amaze me how differently this gift expresses itself in people! This spirit is always waiting to be realized. There are no boundaries. Creativity can be spontaneous. The ideas, the call of inventiveness. It is all (and awe), inspiring and, if I open my arms to accept this imaginative muse, it becomes a lovely, frolicsome, and maddening relationship. Not without effort but fulfilling. It may inspire to create something of a culinary nature. A recipe that pops into my head or exploring something artful. Maybe dance and the movement teases me with an idea. Strumming a guitar, make some music, tap a rhythm, compose a song! What can you envision with that patch of dirt in front of where you live? Take a trip to visit a garden center with an idea as your partner and plan what you plant in that patch of dirt. Volunteer to be of service. Be silly! Have some fun! If we are lucky, we'll catch the joy and begin a ritual. Maybe give birth to a bunch of little idea babies. The creative process moves in limitless ways. It may stick around for only moments as a mischievous sprite, tempting us to take part, or hang out longer. Accept it. It is a gift that is being given. A few muses hang around me most days. Sometimes it feels like a rabbit that hops along, inviting me to follow. Down that proverbial rabbit hole. It is a process that I trust, at least to begin. If I am in the flow, the zone, it leads to the next step. The well-known author, Elizabeth Gilbert, says this of an idea, "… Ideas are driven by a single impulse: to be made manifest. And the only way an idea can be made manifest in our world is through collaboration with a human partner. It is only through a human's efforts that an idea can be escorted out of the ether and into the realm of the actual." Ideas are the stuff exquisite greatness is made up of. A waking dream is an idea. Regardless of how large, small, or insignificant, it leads to another stage of an idea. I honor daydreaming. This collection of Tiny Stories is an assortment of tiny, brief stories that were born out of moments of whimsy, mystery, and longing. I believe in the indefatigable powers of imagination. I do my best to widen my imaginative lens of what I can create in any genre, recipe, or seeking a solution to a problem. The list goes on and on. It is what gets me out of bed in the morning. What will the day bring? Not every day is an explosive revelation, with my muses rambling around, whispering to me of some plan. I do my best to find peace and calm, even in moments. When I find these moments, they are the sweetness between the flow of found ideas. The quiet space is what I need to receive. I honor this time to allow the ideas to take shape, to grow. I love pictures as well. They have their own story to tell. As prompts I become turned on to a story, musing or something new coming all together. I hope you enjoy my visual stories as well. They were created for these stories

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