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Entries in inner wisdom (11)


Give yourself permission to hesitate, retreat or go for it

sketch by Taryn VarnesYou don't have to know why. Just follow your first gut instinct. It's usually your best bet. Even if it drives your hesitation, perception, concern or intrigue unconsciously, it knows you.

I couldn't help but stop on this quote just now, that I've seen before: 

Give yourself permission to immediately walk away from anything that gives you bad vibes. There is no need to explain or make sense of it. Just trust the little inner voice when it talks to you. 

~Sonia Choquette

Yes, exactly. There need not be any guilt or need for explanation. Along these same lines is the current audio book I'm listening to: Blink by Malcolm Gladwell, which goes into this concept in great detail. The thing is... I don't need to hear the cutting edge neuroscientific detail. I already believe. I already get it.

The spirit of your feeling or thought—call it psychic if you want—is simplistic in nature. It knows in the blink of a eye. 


© 2014 R.E.L. Copywriting


Leave your readers with their own opinions


Learn from the clouds (image:

To know yet to think that one does not know is best;

Not to know yet to think that one knows will lead to difficulty.

~ Lao Tzu

Why do I love that Chinese philosophy quote so much? I've read it over and over and I have a different reaction each time, but each time I still smile. That's why.

You already know your message

From a content strategy angle, it leaves the reader (or writer) with his/her own opinions. We read from our own selves in others' words, nebulous in nature. Although foreign, the meanings are clear with personal messages and stories.

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A stairway to a train to the top: My destiny

stairway to the top (image: clint crawford

[Image source: Stairway to the top]

There is a stairway. I climbed it last night. In my dream. I knew these stairs led to the train to the top. I got to these stairs by a train moving effortlessly on a waterway. I wanted to call someone to explain how easy it was to travel across water.

Upon my insistence, there, up on this platform in the sky, enclosed within a fence with others who appeared to be clones of each other, clones of my aspiration, I was to wait. I knew I would wait, squatting down, arms wrapped around me for the train

Today, upon waking, I knew I needed a new view and new inspiration. Tired of staring at the same wall—although beautiful, offset by candles perfectly set and my favorite artwork—I am now lost. I am looking out the window more so than not to find my shapes that speak

But either my symbols of creativity are all asleep or I have exhausted them. My extraordinary words sit in a silent place waiting for me to find them. I moved my office around to stir up the dust, not only in my living room—along with a few new scratches on the wood floor—but to stir up whatever it is inside me that's stagnant.

to be cleansed & renewed

Now, in my new office, with a new view I know that if we were there then, we wouldn't be here now in this moment; this is my favorite moment. 

All I can think of is that I want to walk in the rain and not even know it's raining.


 © 2014 R.E.L. Copywriting


Today I will write a manifesto: Writing my future with full clarity


image: Kirsten Honeyman pacifichorticulture.comI put it in my calender that today I will write a manifesto. I thought about this in yoga this morning. I started writing in my mind. Then—after coming home—I decided to go back to a second yoga class in a row in order to get psyched; it was Bikram yoga no less. It was a physical yoga manifesto. Now, back at home, I am writing this blog instead. I will probably do the dishes next.

My cat knows something is up. He has positioned himself in a new spot today by the heat vent near my desk. He is watching me. Cats are mind readers. They know things. He is watching me as if he sees the future floating above my head.

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Behind the eyes of a writer™: A series, part sixteen

Behind the eyes of a writer™: A series, part sixteen

be you, creative

Continuing on from are you a memory?, part fifteen in Behind the eyes of a writer™ series, a driving force building words of sentences of stories of dreams. 

...between the letters

In between the letters is a place. To imagine what occurs—as a word is formed, as a choice is made—is to be a step closer to being in that space.

Sentences are made of more than words. Ideas, described. Pauses, illuminated.

While the choice is being made, while the thought is formed (as a bubble in the mind, speaking eloquently or as a cartoon), there is a decision. The decision makes its mind up itself.

Words are not taught, nor is creativity. The space to find the words needs to be opened, calmly with confidence.

They ask,

Do you know how? To be you? Then why don't you do it?

Be you, creative.

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© 2013 R.E.L. Copywriting


Behind the eyes of a writer™: A series, part two

Behind the eyes of a writer™: A series, part two.

painting by Amanda G. Wright Continuing on from a faucet of words, part one of the Behind the eyes of a writer™ series, the writer is a person whose faucet of words continue to flow.

Write with me
... as if I'm writing you
... as if I hear only your voice.

...when reader meets writer

When reader meets writer, nuances of meaning become interspersed as a vision is painted in one mind, relayed by a dream in the other mind, yet transposed. The writer knows how to allude to a holographic world—once secret, now exposed.

Writing involves a sinking into silence—that is loud enough to hear inklings of thoughts. Whether they be thoughts within you or thoughts of another person telling a story, listening is an art. As whispers emanate words, it’s a skill to listen to the message of the one for whom the words are written.

For, listening goes beyond the ears. It involves the intellect as it mixes with imagination. Capturing the imaginative style with coherent words on a paper that involve original ideas is writing.

Image by Amanda G. Wright

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© 2012 R.E.L. Copywriting


Behind the eyes of a writer™: A series, part one

 Behind the eyes of a writer™: A series, part one

Robin Ellen Lucas listens to your story with creative copywritingpoetic writing for creative ad copy

...a faucet of words

The writer is a person whose faucet of words continues to flow. There is no on/off switch. But, the writer—an author of freelance ways of the mind—can also take a nap. A good nap. And in that slumber, words dancing (or not), there is an inflection that breathes through inactivity that produces the artistic work.

The word is a design conjured up by the intellect, and is part of a character of the life an author instills.  

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© 2012 R.E.L. Copywriting


Feel yourself at peace: Coming into wholeness


What does that mean to come into wholeness? Imagine yourself at peace, in love and at one with your path in life, and then you will know the answer.

You do not need to rely on another person or object. You can find this peace from within yourself. Allow yourself to let go of all the impediments that allow your chaotic mind to take over. Without all of the excess, you are free!

In fact, you can access this freedom any time! The truest side of who you are, peaceful and undisturbed, coexists with your emotional mind.

A metaphor...

Imagine 3 buckets of water.

  • one is muddy
  • one is stirred up
  • one is still and clear

The sun shines in all 3. Each enjoys the sun equally. Reflection is dim and dull in the first, agitated in the second and peaceful in the third. Seeing the sun as the Self, the water as the mind, and the reflection as the Ego, we can make some conclusions.

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