a just-rolled-outta-bed vision board lesson

For some strange reason, I woke up much earlier than usual today. So of course, I did what any normal person would do, and decided to do a little video lesson about creating vision boards … at 6 a.m. … from my bed.

I also have a couple of announcements.

First of all, the happiest news of all, is that Susan May won the giveaway for a free spot in the June 1st session of Invincible Summer (the ecourse). Yay Susan! We have a fast-growing and awesome tribe going on here.

Second, I wanted to mention that I’m going to be posting here a little less frequently. I’ve been writing 5 posts a week pretty consistently since January, but at this point, I’m incredibly busy creating the content for the ecourse.

So, in the spirit of creating every last thing with true quality, while maintaining my sanity, I will be dropping back to about 3 posts a week. Just so ya know. ;)

Continuing in that vein–I am always looking for guest bloggers who have something awesome to say about writing, creative living, art, or possibly something else I hadn’t thought of. If you want to write a post here, just send me an email with your idea at jess (dot) invincible (dot) summer (at) gmail (dot) com. Easy peasy!

If you had a chance to watch the video, you now know what I look & sound like at 6:00 a.m. Not necessarily pretty, but not ugly either. I’ll take it.

how I concluded that I’m a poet

This week, Danielle Laporte asked us, “How do you say what you do?”

I see so many luscious descriptors on the blogs and websites of artists and entrepreneurs I know. They are “catalysts,” “project midwives,” “idea generators,” superheroes.

I decided to talk through “what I do” on my webcam. I decided that actually, I don’t need a thesaurus to tell myself that I’m a poet.

“I’m a poet” is such a brave, naked-sounding sentence. Saying it is like plunging into an ice-cold river & hoping you survive.

Here are the highlights (edited down from about 15 minutes of rambling about what I do and what I love):

 

it’s on its way!

This morning, I’d like to share with you all the updated info video for the upcoming ecourse. Right now, all of my creative energy is going into planning the course content, so I wanted to re-do the video on the ecourse page–it’s an organic process, always evolving. I’m pouring my heart into this, and so thrilled that registration opens April 15th!

I promise more updates soon. I am SO excited to write my way into summer with all of you.

Adrienne Rich: in Memory

When I found out today that Adrienne Rich has passed away, it immediately changed the color and tune of my evening and my mood. When you read this, it will be morning. I wonder how old you have to be to know who Adrienne Rich is (was?), or if you have to have done your minor in Women’s Studies to have read her work. At any rate, she was very important to me and I consider her part of my lineage. She did great things with her time on earth.

I’m at a loss for words right now (rare), beyond what I say & read in the vlog I just recorded. Poems need to be read aloud, they really do.

video bliss

So, I went out on a limb & decided to share my Friday bliss list (Liv Lane’s Little Bliss List Link Party: it’s the coolest blog hop in town) in vlog format. Go Liv Lane for spreading bliss like crazy!

Eek, blogging! Trying a new thing! Crazy. In this vlog I talk about how joyful it’s been getting to know so many amazing artists through this blog over the past week, and a super-spiritual/personal/musical project I’m working on this year. Or … for however long it takes? My process is pretty right-brained, so I don’t know exactly where the project is going, I just know that it’s the right thing for just now.

So, with courage, I present to you … my first vlog, followed a video piece of the project (which I discuss in the vlog). Yay! Fun! (I hope!)

(advice: that was too many exclamation points for right now. Exclamation points are the polyester pants of your writing wardrobe. unless you write all loud & whacky-fun style. then i guess it’s cool). I’m just so nervous … I exclaim when I’m nervous!

Also, this, because how could I not? (It’s Neil as a baby … my little space dog).