Live Virtual Group Session: 6pm EST January 25th 2021

Thank you to everyone who joined us for this session!

For this session we watched a scene (posted below) from the movie Beasts of the Southern Wild, directed by Benh Zeitlin and adapted by Benh Zeitlin and Lucy Alibar from Alibar’s play “Juicy and Delicious.”

Our prompt was “Write about a revelation you felt was magical.”

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Please join us for our next session Wednesday January 27th at 12pm EST, with more times listed on our Live Virtual Group Sessions page.

2 thoughts on “Live Virtual Group Session: 6pm EST January 25th 2021

  1. Patricia D.

    Inner mother emerged
    silencing needless chatter
    soothingly quiet
    showing the Way.
    “Hush my little one,
    no need to talk,
    simply be.
    I’m here.
    I’ve always been
    with you –
    words hide me
    so hush, shush
    I’m here.”

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  2. It was a hot, humid September morning. I was sweating just standing still.
    It happens to be the morning of a 5K race I had signed up to run.
    Standing at the start line, I asked myself why in the world was I here on this sweltering morning when I could be in bed catching some extra winks.
    I’ll tell you the answer– at age 68 years old I was going to prove to myself that I could still do it– run a 5k race and still be alive at the end to boast about it!
    The starter’s gun fired and off I went, starting slowly at first and then finally reaching my cruising speed.
    Of course, all the younger runners had quickly passed me but that didn’t matter.
    My goal was to finish the race all in one piece.
    At about mile 2, the sweat was just running off me. I really didn’t know if I had much more to shed. I was in a state of numbness, telling myself to keep putting one foot in front of the other, to just keep moving forward.
    As I was approaching a crest in the course with about a mile left, I knew I was quickly running out of steam. I was exhausted. Should I quit and simply move off the course?
    Off to the left of me, on a small mound of grass stood a solitary, young man with sandy-colored hair. I didn’t know him, he wasn’t a race official, he wasn’t holding any race paperwork in his hands like a roster of runners.
    As I passed him, he shouted out to me and called me by name “Michele, you can do this, you can finish this race!”
    It was like a bolt of adrenalin shot through my body!
    I knew I would, indeed, be able to cross over the finish line and so I did.
    I asked my family after the race if they had seen or heard this young man cheering me on,
    no one said they had.
    I have my suspicions as to who this man was who showed up just at the exact moment I was about to quit and surrender to my exhaustion.

    I recall this memory often when I feel all odds seem to be against me.
    I know someone is looking out for me, “someone has my back”.
    And I give thanks.


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