It’s called Reflective writing. I participate in a virtual writer’s workshop led by Laurel Braitman. Laurel holds the official titles of PhD, Director of Writing and Storytelling, in a program known as Medicine and the Muse in the Center for Biomedical Ethics. She is also Adjunct Professor, Anesthesiology, Perioperative and Pain Medicine at Stanford University’s School of Medicine. (Whew!) She tells it with so much more eloquence and concision here: www.laurelbraitman.com
Why is this important for you to know? Because once a week, I sit down with her, and many others, in the comfort of my own abode and am led in communal, guided writing and storytelling by Laurel. It is a beautiful, inspiring practice. It has giving my Saturday morning’s meaning. It is important for you to know that when days are knocked over like a hot coffee mug spilled onto your workspace, running faster than you can sop up with the sleeve of your sweatshirt. Damning hot and damaging hand-scribbled notes, staining book corners and dripping onto what used to be your nice rug… When calendars serve no purpose and we can’t hug our best friends because we can barely go out our front door… When life is messy, we can still embrace the world.
