Becoming Vulnerable 30 Day Writing Challenge ~ Day 3

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Good morning creators!

I admit… I struggled with today’s prompt. It was challenging. I felt myself wanting to rush through it. I couldn’t wait for the timer to end and what I know about that is when a prompt or the writing makes me uncomfortable… this discomfort only means that there is something within it that is true.

So we honor all of those feelings… and we keep moving… we keep writing… we push through the discomfort.

Take a deep breath… sit somewhere comfortable… don’t think about it… allow what comes up to guide you. We will start with a warm-up, set your timer for 2 minutes:

Warm-up prompt: WHAT IF… (BEGIN!)

Deep breath– release…

Day 3 prompt: WHERE DO I PUT IT…? (Set timer for 6 minutesBEGIN!)

Where do I put it?

END TIME!!!

How did that feel? Tell me about the process…

There is no right or wrong way to do the prompts. They can be written in the form of prose or poetry, 1st person or 3rd, in the voice of your main character or villain… the point is to write… to keep writing… to stay with me and not give up.

I look forward to reading your responses.

My loves… this is a shared writing community. Please know that what one of us is experiencing someone else might be. You never know who you can inspire with just your words.

Please share your responses to the 30 Day ~ Becoming Vulnerable Writing Challenge in the comment section below.

Wishing you all the most beautiful day filled with love, light and continual inspiration.

And so it is. Namaste. Aché

With all my love,
Alicia

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2 thoughts on “Becoming Vulnerable 30 Day Writing Challenge ~ Day 3

  1. Warm-up prompt: What if… what if I believed! What if I stopped believing in the things I was told. What if I faced the demon head on? What if I challenged her to a duel? What if I really got up close to her skin, face to face? What if I was unshaken by her power over me? What if I allowed her to live here? What if I lived with her… this beast that is at the root of all pain. This woman who feeds me poison… END TIME!

    Prompt: Where do I put it? This thing that was given to me for safekeeping. Where do I put it? A part of me wants to take it into the forest. Maybe the amazon jungle. Where I can ride a boat deep into its vastness, meet a shaman and sit with this guide as we pray together over it. Then after this wonderful meeting I will go into the deepest part and dig a WHOLE so deep that no one would ever find it. But then there is a part of me that wants to keep it close. This thing that wants to be kept on the bookshelf besides my desk right next to me… where I could always see it. Where I would never forget it. Where I could never hide from it. Where do I put it? Nowhere! It will stay where it has always stayed. I just got the chills all over my body… because the truth is… IT is a part of me. No matter where I go she well never leave my side, she will constantly remind me to never forget, to remember all she has given me. This IT I want to get rid of can’t leave me because without it I would have never existed. END TIME!

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  2. Warm-up prompt: WHAT IF… (BEGIN!) – Two Minutes

    What if you’d never been taken across the ocean? Would we still be distance relatives or would our kinship be undeniable and unbreakable? What if we had grown together as one?

    Day 3 prompt: WHERE DO I PUT IT…? (Set timer for 6 minutes–BEGIN!)

    “Where do I put it mommy?”
    “Around your waist, you wear them around your waist.”
    “Why?”
    “Back home, when you reach a certain age, you begin wearing these beads once you’re of age. They mark the beginning of your journey as a woman.”

    Just as soon as she finished her sentence, she walked over and helped me guide the beads past my feet and up my calves and thighs until they reached my waist (after gently squeezing past my widening hips). I loved the sound they made when I walked and how the deep blue contrasted with my deep brown skin. I couldn’t wait to see how these beads would work their magic and turn me into a woman.

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