February 21, 2018 - Army of Ink On A String


DIARIES balloon girl

Held On A String .   

I stretch to forever with the very tips of my fingers.  Way up high to a place where everything falls away.  Just me and nothing.  Nothing and me.  Then I let go.  Fell into a place much harder than my story.  It hurt.  Not from the fall.  From landing in things I didn’t know were still there.  Now my fingers ache for the place where everything falls away.  I fight to soothe fiddling fingers still.  Lock them in lap.  Far less than the place they long for.  Much more for being held in a place I believe I have a chance to hold.

(Reposted from 2010.   About addiction maybe?)


January 27, 2018 - Army of Ink Carpet Bag and A Dream


army of ink carpet bag and a dream

She arrived with a carpet bag and a dream …

… If she couldn’t save the world, maybe she could simply share what helped her rescue herself.  Which might help others fight their own battles – and she to concentrate on her own.

Personal footnote:  This ink arrived around the time of making bags to fill with books to gift to young people.   She might be suggesting we need a bag of sorts (imaginary or real) to carry with us through life.  Something to keep filling with things collected along the way that help you get through the tough times and tricky moments.  Serve to map a path forward.  Contain what we’ve achieved so far.  Store things that support us to be strong, independently minded individuals – to survive and create positive changes in our lives.   Or imagine it’s a bottomless bag (like Mary Poppin’s), forever sprouting new things.

(Reposted from January, 2012.  Find her in ‘Clunk & Jam’ book.)

November 25, 2017 - Army of ink Rock Star


DIARIES tent 1

I wanted to be a star … but ended up an out of place rock.   I suppose at least I’ve got the place all to myself.   

Footnote:  “The worst loneliness is not being comfortable with yourself.”  A quote by Mark Twain.   This ink is sleeping soundly now she’s found her place.  She’d always wanted to be popular.  To fit in and to have all the nice things others had.  And so, the cycle of discontent was set in motion at a very young age.   Now she seems to have staked out her own place and although she’s alone – she’s not so lonely anymore.  She seems to have secured her place with pegs and ropes and gathered around her all the essentials for survival.  Wood for warmth.  Fire to keep threatening things away.  Help her see and fill her belly.    And in the warm glow of her cloth she wonders … what if society viewed those who are different; do things differently; follow their own path, as a quality – not a problem.   And maybe if it wasn’t considered a problem,  it would put a kind of patch on the  feeling of loneliness often felt so intensely when not acknowledged or accepted for who we are. 


(Originally from ‘Rock The Boat’ handmade book.  Reposted from 2009.  Now in Clunk & Jam, 2019).

November 25, 2017 - Army of Ink Going Nowhere



army of ink going nowhere

Going Nowhere—sometimes I don’t know if I’m coming or going.

This little soldier was relatively determined there must be a better place but she’d have to put all these constant distractions out of sight and mind before she could possibly arrive at a decision.   As she began the packing away process, a thought occurred that helped her stop for longer than intended…perhaps by trying to do everything, she could very well end up doing nothing of great significance at all.   Or worse still, she’d just be tugged and pulled in all sorts of directions—other than her own.   Case closed, she set foot and mind on a moth ball free path, steady as she goes—her own way …

(Reposted from 2011.  Find her in ‘Clunk & Jam’ book.)

October 11, 2017 - Army of Ink Hanky Panky

Army of Ink Burn Baby Burn

The End … of hanky panky.

September 29, 2017 - Army of Ink Butterfly Tears

army of ink forever waiting

Butterfly Tears .

She imagined her tears as butterflies on strings, knowing that to truly transform the sad, she had to rise up on her own steam and snip them forever free.  Not that they went away forever.   Just so they could gently move and hover –  not spin and crush.

(Reposted from 2011.  Find her in Clunk & Jam book, 2019.)