This week’s prompt is short in length and long in courage.
And, it’s not the gentlest nudge I can imagine. It’s actually rather daring and a little wild and maybe even healing.
But why don’t you try it anyway and then send me some pictures?
“Go to the ugliest or most forlorn place you know – a drug store parking lot, the front porch of a crack house, a toxic waste dump, or the place that symbolizes your secret shame – and build a shrine devoted to truth, beauty, and love.”
Then, write about your shrine and experience.
Inspired by Rob Brezsny’s Pronoia
