Skimming the surface of life with poetic journaling
Originally from Manchester, I have lived in Scarborough on the beautiful North Yorkshire Coast since 1997 and enjoy my time here writing and walking by the sea. As I walk by the water (of life) it connects strongly to my emotions, which is what I love to write about. It is the perfect resource for nourishing my creative self.
I feed my passion for writing by keeping a journal, writing (and reading) poetry, short stories, prayers and meditations and am currently writing a memoir.
I am a member of the Scarborough Writers’ Circle, subscriber to International Association of Journal Writing, and hold a B.A. (Hons) in Creative Writing from Hull University.
My lifelong employment has been in the secretarial/administrative sector which provided a good foundation for different forms and styles of writing according to the demands of the companies I worked for.
In 2000, after obtaining the necessary teaching qualifications, I designed and delivered 10-week courses in Creative Writing as a Basic Skill for the education department, which led me into facilitating creative writing workshops and coaching individuals in support of their personal writing projects (an ongoing privilege within the private sector).
To date, I have been fortunate in being able to share some of my work at local performance venues and have various poems/short stories published online/in print via competitions/magazines/newspapers/anthologies. I have also self-published numerous pamphlets of autobiographical poetry/prose including a collection of short stories.
Always be ready for those unexpected moments of joy
and small acts of kindness that make life worthwhile
My writing often contains aspects of my Christian faith which are cascaded into creative offerings for readers to ponder over and reach their own conclusions, thereby offering an opportunity to seek out their own truth.
Blessed are they who walk in God’s light for they shall show Jesus to the world
Prayer enfolds us and, in its dazzling ray of hope, our hearts fill with joy
After being warned never to speak of secrets, the noise of them clattered and crashed inside my head. I wandered through a wilderness of solitude for years, sifting through my silence, seeking a way to release the sickness within. I listened in that place many times and heard my unspoken thoughts groaning; deeper, deeper, deep into a world of unwritten words. Then, in an unexpected moment, I found You there, waiting to welcome me with love, without condition. You bled out the sins of the world and gave my silence a voice so I could tell others that it’s okay to share your secrets sometimes.
Text © Julie Fairweather
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