Robin Ellen Lucas 11/11/26 Robin Ellen Lucas 11/11/26

Truth tuning in: A lifetime with a pen

My morning writing gets more interesting when I wake in the dark. It shows me that I’m coming back to who I thought I was long ago—sometimes from a nighttime journey in a dream, aligning with something bigger and making room for what’s important in my life. Mornings are inspirational and engaging, where dark turns to light, when birds start chirping. I have tremendous trust in these moments.

My thoughts shine the way—here in words, here in solitude—witnessing my best thoughts allow seeds of who I am to come forth. I’m trusting first, sharing second. I ask myself what must be released within my mind to move forward to my best day, ailment-free, while keeping my heart shining. It’s also a time to reinoculate myself with good boundaries, potions and conversations.

Robin Ellen Lucas 10/28/26 Robin Ellen Lucas 10/28/26

Left Brain wrote this | Right Brain approved it

In 2012 I wrote about my yoga brain. Fourteen years later I’ve realized I don’t have just one brain state. I have a whole house of them. There’s a yoga brain and a hiking brain. There’s a writing brain, a romance brain and a networking brain that counts the seconds until it can go home. There’s even a kitty brain. Each room has its own mix of analysis and flow, and I’ve found that the best moments happen in the doorways between them. Wander through with me.

(Fair warning: my left brain drew the floor plan, so everything is labeled)

Robin Ellen Lucas 10/22/26 Robin Ellen Lucas 10/22/26

What a pro writer is worth: What’s going on in my brain

As a professional writer, I write, I edit, and I proofread, to name a few. I find myself also acting as a consultant on health, since my background lends itself to that expertise. Then there’s digital marketing—a service I offered in the past but now only address when it crosses into my writing dominion. My main jobs are as a writer, an editor, and a proofreader. And now I’ll share my methodology for each in reverse order, sharing the best for last; what’s going on in my brain is the key to who I am.

Robin Ellen Lucas 10/13/26 Robin Ellen Lucas 10/13/26

Hidden, practicing cogitation

Hidden in the fog, warm sun shining through, the city by the bay lingers in the fog. I’m practicing cogitation: the act of thinking deeply…

What’s hidden behind the clouds is still there. What’s behind our faces, our actions and our words is sometimes hidden as well. There is silence out there, reaching out into the water. You can listen to what it has to say by just being in it.

Reminds me of a writer I see often

Robin Ellen Lucas 9/30/26 Robin Ellen Lucas 9/30/26

Practicing confidence: A metaphorical house

I’ve come alive in some areas that surprised me but that emerged as I was writing—with a real pen in my hand into a mole skin journal; I find special powers in heavy ink pens.

I invited my insecurities and desires to rise up through the prompts.

My favorite is about a room in a metaphorical house representing my life. Mine is the tiniest house of time, which is the subtitle to my book I just published.

Robin Ellen Lucas 9/19/26 Robin Ellen Lucas 9/19/26

Words

As I stare each day at the new vocabulary word of the day on my phone, I’m collecting thoughts or sentences where I can use them.

At the same time, I’ve been putting off a post I had been planning on my social media regarding words and phrases I never use and why. The ones that cause eye rolls because they mean nothing so why use them. I believe in words chosen well.

robin ellen lucas 10/29/13 robin ellen lucas 10/29/13

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

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.

robin ellen lucas 10/2/12 robin ellen lucas 10/2/12

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

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

robin ellen lucas 9/14/12 robin ellen lucas 9/14/12

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

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.

robin ellen lucas 12/29/11 robin ellen lucas 12/29/11

Pensive thoughts show on our face, saying way more than we think

"It happens whenever you look at me," he says of my morning look.

robin ellen lucas 10/18/11 robin ellen lucas 10/18/11

What I said is not what I mean

This bridge encapsulates a journey into the unknown somehow. To walk out onto this bridge into the fog along a treacherous cliff along old cobblestone seems precarious to say the least. Yet, it draws me in. If I were faced with this bridge in this moment, I would surely put one step in front of the other and venture out onto it.

robin ellen lucas 6/27/11 robin ellen lucas 6/27/11

What is up with the iPhone auto-correct feature? A tangled web...

Any iPhone owner who sends text messages has learned with practice that the auto-correct feature, which is usually turned on by default when you get your phone, is not always your friend. After using it for awhile it supposedly gets to know you with its artificial intelligence.

robin ellen lucas 9/21/10 robin ellen lucas 9/21/10

Is it words or sand?

Has the internet changed our communications with love or friendships? With the internet so easily accessible, it becomes the first mode of communication where words take on the greatest of meaning. Do we become lost and literally zapped by the electromagnetic waves of cyberspace and lose touch with all other sources of reality that generate powerful connections in the first place?