Saturday, 14 January 2023

'My Cup Runneth Over'

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"We are cups, constantly and quietly being filled. The trick is, knowing how to tip ourselves over and let the beautiful stuff out."  - Ray Bradbury

Writing Prompt: 

  • What has been quietly filling your cup this week? Compassion, patience, creativity, love, knowledge? Write for six minutes, without stopping, about the beautiful stuff you've been soaking up - where and how.
  • Now write about how and when you are going to pour it out.

 

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