Lisa Ricard Claro – Author

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Touched by an Angel

Posted on Sep 27, 2017 by Lisa Ricard Claro   20 Comments | Posted in The Naked Truth

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Today was one of those weird days when I had no idea what to blog about. This is unusual, as possible topics normally jump out at me. But my muse wasn’t cooperating, and the lack of creative fuel drove me nuts. Writer’s block has never been an issue—procrastination is my downfall, not a lack of ideas—but I’m not procrastinating and I’m not blocked. It just seems that everything I start falls short of the mark.

It took some time, but I figured out why. It’s the pervasive divisiveness that’s to blame, and all that it entails, along with the hurricane disasters, the fires, the floods, the hunger, the man-made dangers, the anger. So much anger. The burden of negativity is heavy today, twisting the gut and tightening the chest. How can I write my usual fare of cheerful links, tail-wagging dogs, or crazy cat shenanigans? How to focus on things so banal when all the news I read shows the world upside down and peeling apart like a spoiled onion?

With my fingers poised on the keyboard, but unable to write a single decent sentence, I stared out the window at the rippling water and the trees, at the Spanish moss swaying in the Gulf breeze—Mother Nature’s Rapunzel. A silver fish breached the surface of the water, startling a turtle sunning himself on a branch floating among the lily pads. The turtle tumbled with a splash and reappeared a moment later on the bank where he crept to a shady spot and settled down to continue his nap, free of scaly mischief-makers.

Rigby, our yellow Lab, watched the activity from the comfort of the recliner while enjoying the last vestiges of afternoon sunshine. He was content and lazing unaware of the worldly woes that created such an ache in me, and I saw clearly then how I not only could write of those inconsequential things, but why I should, why I needed to.

Some are called to write about those other things, those darker real life events that break my heart and find me praying for grace at odd hours of the day. I wonder how people researching and reporting current events manage to wade through the muck every day and still maintain any sort of positive outlook. Maybe they don’t.

I’m grateful that writing the tough stuff is not my calling, that for the most part all I have to do is make things up. Driving fictional characters into emotional torture is nothing compared to seeing and writing about real suffering. Thank God my muse leads me to more tender things. The world needs those writers that bring true life stories to the world; we need to know what’s happening around us. But the world needs those other things, too—the beauty wrought by outside breezes, the soft gold of a waning afternoon, love lost and found. I’m grateful to have that muse in my blood, even if she is silent today.

I’ll leave you with a poem by the great Maya Angelou. This always makes me cry, but it is one of my favorites.

Touched by an Angel
by Maya Angelou

We, unaccustomed to courage
exiles from delight
live coiled in shells of loneliness
until love leaves its high holy temple
and comes into our sight
to liberate us into life.

Love arrives
and in its train come ecstasies
old memories of pleasure
ancient histories of pain.
Yet if we are bold,
love strikes away the chains of fear
from our souls

We are weaned from our timidity
In the flush of love’s light
we dare be brave
And suddenly we see
that love costs all we are
and will ever be.
Yet it is only love
which sets us free

 

Wishing you every blessing, my friends. See you next week.

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20 Responses to "Touched by an Angel"

  1. Comment by Pat Wahler
    September 27, 2017 at 7:48 pm  

    I refuse to submit to the negativity on social media. No politics, no grisly pictures, no nasty arguments. In fact, I’m getting more likely to select “Hide Post” when certain things bug me too much. The nightly news is ugly enough.

    Give me puppies, kittens, helpful writer advice, interesting/fun things happening in the life of friends, and a smile. I also respond to prayer requests as it’s a positive way for me to offer support to those in need.

    I figure if that makes me an ostrich, then I’ll have to smooth my feathers and own it.

    • Comment by Lisa Ricard Claro
      September 28, 2017 at 9:59 am  

      I don’t believe you’re being an ostrich, Pam, so much as you’re embracing self-care. I do the same thing. I’ve limited my social media outreach lately because I found myself scrolling past way more than I was reading, was saddened more than uplifted. It is overwhelming at times, but focusing on the other things, the joyful things, does help.

  2. Comment by Debra Mayhew
    September 27, 2017 at 7:53 pm  

    I completely agree, Lisa. We aren’t all made to write about the dark and difficult things – and it’s so important to have a balance. I was just reading a novel about WW2 and I knew it wasn’t a pleasant time in history, but I was hoping for something a little more uplifting that what I got. I finally stopped reading it about halfway through, not because the story and message isn’t valuable, but because I’m not up for such a dark story right now. In fact, this post was like a much needed hot cup of tea on a rainy day. Thank you for the beautiful thoughts and lovely visuals. There is definitely a need for writing like this.

    • Comment by Lisa Ricard Claro
      September 28, 2017 at 10:07 am  

      Thanks, Deb. 🙂

  3. Comment by Cathy C. Hall
    September 27, 2017 at 10:09 pm  

    It seems that even when you’re unsure about what to write, you write it well.♥

    • Comment by Lisa Ricard Claro
      September 28, 2017 at 10:10 am  

      Thank you, Cathy. I almost didn’t post this at all, thought about throwing an old Positive Pondering out there, but that didn’t feel quite right either. I figured if nothing else, there was no way to lose with Maya Angelou’s poem. She was amazing.

  4. Comment by Donna Volkenannt
    September 28, 2017 at 8:41 am  

    Even though your muse left your side, you still produced a thought-provoking post. Your description is lovely, as is the Maya Angelou poem.

    • Comment by Lisa Ricard Claro
      September 28, 2017 at 10:10 am  

      Thanks, Donna. 🙂

  5. Comment by ButtonsMom2003
    September 28, 2017 at 12:06 pm  

    You always write such beautiful things and this post is one of them. Saying hello this week from Ohio where I am visiting my sister. 🙂

    • Comment by Lisa Ricard Claro
      September 29, 2017 at 1:04 pm  

      Thanks for the kind words. Hope you’re having fun in Ohio!

  6. Comment by Jerri Ricard
    September 28, 2017 at 1:38 pm  

    Ioved this Lisa…
    I too have been heartsick today and your words helped.

    • Comment by Lisa Ricard Claro
      September 29, 2017 at 1:05 pm  

      Glad to be of service. 🙂 Those words—“your words helped”—are the best for a writer to hear. So, thank you!

  7. Comment by Sioux Roslawski
    September 28, 2017 at 4:46 pm  

    Lisa–A helping of Maya Angelou always hits the spot.

    Thanks for sharing the wonderful poem.

    • Comment by Lisa Ricard Claro
      September 29, 2017 at 1:07 pm  

      Ms. Angelou was a brilliant lady. I’m so glad you enjoyed the poem.

  8. Comment by Linda O'Connell
    September 28, 2017 at 7:15 pm  

    Your post is affirming, and much needed. I too have great ideas but procrastinate. Birds of a feather. By the way when you wrote silver fish, I thought you meant an insect we have in Missouri. Glad it was a real fish.

    • Comment by Lisa Ricard Claro
      September 29, 2017 at 1:09 pm  

      Haha—we have silverfish here, too. But, no, it was definitely a real fish! The sun hit it just so, and it looked like a flash of silver. The turtle wasn’t very happy about it. lol

  9. Comment by Stephanie
    September 29, 2017 at 9:42 am  

    Thank you for a reprieve from the negative and a reminder to find joy in the small things!

    • Comment by Lisa Ricard Claro
      September 29, 2017 at 1:09 pm  

      It is good to be reminded that in spite of the bad stuff, blessings abound.

  10. Comment by Karen Lange
    October 4, 2017 at 9:02 am  

    We all have a place, and a purpose. Glad you found yours. 🙂

    • Comment by Lisa Ricard Claro
      October 8, 2017 at 9:42 am  

      Thanks, Karen!


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