Monthly Archives: July 2012

Bigger Picture Moments {Featuring Lenae}

Every Thursday, we come together to share the harvest of intentional living by capturing a glimpse of the Bigger Picture through a simple moment. Won’t you join us today? Reflect upon something simple — or simply magical — that’s resonated with you this week, then share it with us!

Here’s a glimpse from one of last week’s Bigger Picture Moments, from our sweet Lenae.  Be sure to click through to read the rest!

They openly stare at me as I pull up to our driveway.  They are the older couple that lives two doors down from us in a house I’ve never seen because, like all the other houses on our street, theirs sits behind walls and gates, whole worlds hidden from honking cars and dozens and dozens of passersby.

They watch me intently the way I imagine I might when I have walked this earth for almost as many decades as I have fingers.

Please stop by Alita’s place for today’s Bigger Picture link-up — we love sharing in your moments!

Writing Me: I Remember {hyacynth}

Writing Me is Bigger Picture Blogs series of writing exercises created to help our community dive deeper into writing, grow creatively, and learn about ourselves and each other. This quarter we are writing from the prompt “I Remember…” and each week we will feature one of our community members.

This week’s post comes to us from Hyacynth.

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I remember him when my oldest cuts open his finger

while we’re driving down the interstate

and I pull out a bandage, wipe

from the emergency kit he put in my car

nine years ago when I drove to start my junior year of college.

I remember him when sunlight hits

my boys’ hair and the same coppery tones

highlight the dark locks they share.

I remember him when I catch a slight hint

of cigar smoke wafting through thick summer air during

nightly walks around our neighborhood with his grandkids.

And I remember him when I see the roof of the house

that was almost him peaking through the dancing leaves

of trees in our backyard.

I remember him when I least it expect it

when I’m in the middle of living life loudly

when his memory sneaks up on me

and startles me back to the realization

that all I really have left of my father

are genes expressed in little boys

an emergency kit lingering long after expiration date in my car

and memories

to which I cling tighter every time I realize he’s gone.

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Musical Inspiration

Summer is a time for travel, and I’ve been on the road more weekends than I can count including this one.

Nothing fuels my car ride more than a Starbucks and a good play list on my iPod.

I have multiple playlists.

And this weekend as my tires sped along the highway I car danced to my SUMMER playlist.

Yep, I have lists based on seasons. There’s a Fall one on there too.

But this go around “Summer” pumped through my speakers. With each song a memory was triggered.

Like the song “Summertime” by Will Smith, that spurs daydreams of cruising the avenue during my High School years.

Or my first time doing Karaoke to Bryan Adams’ “Summer of ’69”

Any song by Bob Marley reminds me of the warm sand between my toes during our honeymoon ten years ago.

So, today I’m going to share my list with you, and hopefully inspire some memories.

Remember all it takes is five minutes.

You can …

Take a photo
Write a poem
Write a post
Write two sentences
Paint a picture

Are you ready for this week’s prompt?

Head on over to our Facebook page and check it out. Don’t forget to share your creation with us, and add #BPCREATES.