He sat in the rocker. Wooden and hard, the chair had a cushion of square fabric flattened by years of use. A brown and yellow afghan spilled over one corner. The fireplace crackled. The wool cardigan tugged at his shoulders, the weight dragging down his stooped frame. His hand, the skin paper thin, freckled with age …
Years ago I started a little blog over at www.lifelivinginfulfillmenteveryday.com to help celebrate the wonderful message in my book Life. But it’s really hard to juggle two blogs at a time, so from this point forward, all things Marissa Campbell will be held in a nice, neat, and convenient place: here. 🙂 When I …
Bumblebees and butterflies embroidered in even rows. Soft yellow cotton soothes restless dreams. Faded and frayed edges worn thin from little hands seeking reassurance. He clutches it tight. Slippered pyjamas pad softly down the hall. Sleep well, my son. In gratitude, Marissa xo
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It could have been the way her voice poured over him like cream, or the way Mr. Bennet lapped it up, all but purring and rubbing against her calves, but Tom froze. Three HB number 2 pencils gripped in his left hand, a package of White 96 Bright, 20-lb. Bond paper in his right. …
I am participating in a funky writers’ movement called The Next Big Thing, which provides a sampling of upcoming and recent novels. Each person tagged answers a series of interview questions and posts them on his/her blog or website while linking to other writers. Many thanks to Rachael Jackson who tagged me from her blog: http://rachaeljacksonthetempleofindrajewels.blogspot.ca/2013/01/the-next-big-thing.html …
Wishing you and yours health, happiness, and abundance in the coming year! In gratitude, Marissa xoxo
I am pitched through the sands of time. My throat is parched, my skin chapped. I am buffeted on all sides by decisions I have made. The desert molds me. My ego is broken. I dissolve bit by bit until my soul is ready. I fall helpless and prostrate at God’s feet. Save Me I …
Stillness moves my soul; Peace stirs my heart; Joy caresses my skin, As I reach out. I touch the love within. I can grasp the silence. A tender glance on my cheek. A sense of home. I have been here before. Written 2011 In gratitude, Marissa
This is an excerpt from one of my personal journals … “How do I deal with these feelings of deep resentment, unhappiness, anger and oppression? Such heavy words. I have them, but what I am supposed to do with them? Perhaps yelling and screaming? Perhaps crying? Perhaps taking action? But what action would that be? …