Posts by Jenn Hicks
Sunday Scribblings #49 – Soar/Sore
I could be soreat those in my life who choose to soar awayand find their stuff. but i’m not.
Read MoreSunday Scribblings #48 – Telephone
Red dial telephone. I was the phone that lived in the basement at 11 Santamonica Blvd. The one that Jenn and Kim (and often Lori Day) made the crank calls with. The one that they used to speak quietly to their “boy friends” or gossip with their “best friends” on. I would sit on top…
Read MoreOpen (free) wireless service in Toronto
(Updated July 9, 2009) For those of us who are self employed, and those of us to like to cycle commute to and from gigs and clients, here’s something that’s really important to know.Where to fuel up with cawfee, eats & cerveza and where to get work done when you’re on the road? My experience…
Read MoreSunday Scribblings #47 – Family
I carry a family around with me deep in the vertical plumb line of my body my family rests in the spiraling energy fields that run from the front to the back of my body all along my spine they are my vertical reference line the one that anchors my foundation and gives me power…
Read MoreSunday Scribblings #46 – The Future of the Planet
I have to say that when I saw the topic for this week’s Sunday Scribblings, I felt a little less than thrilled. While I am a conscious person, today I feel like the last thing I need is to dwell in negativity or doomsday scenarios and to live, in my mind at least, in a…
Read MoreWhat it’s like when I dance
A few weeks back, after my Sunday morning Nia class at Renaissance Yoga and Ayurveda, Andrea and I decided we would write about the experience of dancing. So there we were, in Jet Fuel (where else?) writing away. She got a little stressed when I finished after 10 minutes or so, but we both came…
Read MoreSunday Scribblings #45 – Composed
Unable to steady her throbbing heart Nor to stop the pulsating symphony in her ears, Despite quivering fingers, and A million larvae in her belly, She took a chance. RAW exposure. Enamel flashed. Self-confidence oozed from fingers and toes and lips. She remained composed. Rocked the house. “Brace yourself for a never-ending date with…
Read MoreFollow up to “Poem in Your Pocket” Day
So, as I mentioned yesterday, today was “Poem in Your Pocket Day”. It was great for me, was it great for you? I was lucky enough to have 2 poems put into my pocket. Gawd, I’m so fortunate. Who are these lovely beings that I have attracted into my life? The first one was from…
Read MorePoem in Your Pocket Day = Thursday April 17, 2008
Are you ready for this? Tomorrow is POEM IN YOUR POCKET DAY! Poem in your pocket, poem in your pocket, poem in your pocket. (think Capital One commercials) Initiated by the NYC education board, this is a day where everyone carries a poem in their pocket. You can participate too!Just write a poem, and stick…
Read MoreSunday Scribblings #44 – Fearless
She backed out of the driveway She was part of a family of 4 Pulling the car into the driveway She became a family of 3 Fearless She had to take care of her 2 But first had to take care of number 1 She left for awhile But came back after not too long…
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