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Tag Archives: autobiography
Being on Timers
The day I knew I had an inner timer was the day I heard a dinging in my soul. Continue reading
Making Your Unknown Known
When I went to London in the late 1960s I brought a sword with me on the plane. (It was allowed in those days.) I was bringing it over for a friend. Seven years later, when it became time for … Continue reading
Posted in ART, Art of the Path, Memoir, Uncategorized
Tagged Art, art and feeling, autobiography, bridging worlds, consciousness, intuitive knowing, memoir, Nancy Wait, painting, perception, the nancy who drew
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Hearing Bells
In days of old when we sat in awe around the lighted tree, my father told us that if we heard a bell ringing, it meant an angel was present. We had to be very quiet, and then unbeknownst to … Continue reading
Posted in Memoir
Tagged angels and bells, autobiography, Christmas, frequencies, hearing on the inner plane, inner awareness, magic, Nancy Wait
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Bygone Times
I know we can’t go back, but I do like remembering… Continue reading
Drawing Cured A Stomach Ache
Did you know that drawing can cure stomach aches? Me either! But apparently it does. At first I thought I might have had a case of the New Year Blahs. Except that would have been out of character for me. The other idea that came was too awful – a sudden onset of gluten intolerance. I would hate that. Continue reading
A Writer’s Despair is an Artist’s Delight
The hand once thrown up in despair, is now ready to catch an idea, should it float through the air ~~~ Continue reading
Posted in ART, Memoir, Uncategorized
Tagged alchemy of memoir, autobiography, bridging heart and mind, consciousness, creativity, drawing, memoir, Nancy Wait, painting, the nancy who drew, writing
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The Truth About Acting
What I learned as an actor should be shouted from the rooftops by every single one of us who has ever trod the boards – that along with the heartbreak that so often comes with a life in the theater, comes the knowledge that we all have in us the possibility of every human thought that has ever been considered. We don’t have to act on it, but we can act it. Play it. Because we know how to play. We know how to imagine “what if.” Continue reading
The Self-P and the Self-E
(The Self-P is for Self-Portrait. Self-portraits were the first Selfies, pre-dating them by hundreds of years. Plus they took a lot longer.) Continue reading
Posted in ART, Memoir
Tagged alchemy of memoir, Art, art and feeling, autobiography, inner-self, memoir, Nancy Wait, outer-self, self-portraits, selfies, the nancy who drew
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A Post-Shame Point of View
“The challenge is to write about shame from a post-shame point of view, to enter an ego-free zone, cleared of mirror-worship and whining, to walk out naked and speak intimately…” Continue reading
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Tagged alchemy of memoir, autobiography, Close to the Bone, Laurie Stone, memoir, memoir writers, Nancy Wait, on writing, self-knowledge, self-scrutiny, the nancy who drew
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The Earrings
It was a tiny shop. There was no one there but a woman in a sari standing behind the glass counter. She smiled at me as I came in. Or rather, her face lit up, causing me to wonder if I had been the only customer that day. I smiled back. She wasn’t young, somewhere in her forties I would have thought. Her long sleek black hair fell in a thick braid down her back. I pointed to the earrings in the window and asked if she could bring them in for me to see. Continue reading
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