Jaclynn Loibl

Embodied Boldly

I am compelled to neatly tidy the untidiness in relationships. Like returning home to check a door I know is locked – I am drawn to do it. I run on a hamster wheel to the end that’s still the start, and I wonder why? This mind racing tastes like a teen spirited away. I’mContinue reading “Embodied Boldly”

I’ll Be The Judge

It’s not my intention to say “this sucks” or “I hate this” after closing the binding on most of the children’s books we read together as a family, but that’s what happens. I guess what I’m saying is, do you think I should write blog posts where I brutally dissect children’s books? My husband thinksContinue reading “I’ll Be The Judge”

Bigger Bedding

I’m lost amongst the dust bunnies and feel like a puzzle piece far from home. Just an outcast on the outskirts waiting for an invite. When I like something, I like it. Meyer’s dish soap, Compassion Flower. Ten of them will land on my front porch within the week. For all I can’t do withContinue reading “Bigger Bedding”

Rain On Me

Today, seven boats were on the lake for the fishing derby – a paddleboat, a kayak, and a few canoes. Two of the vessels had electric mowers, and the rest of us simpletons circled oars up and down. But the rain didn’t stop us – no siree! Side note, and speaking of rain, a downpourContinue reading “Rain On Me”

Pizza Pity Partay

I scrapped the post I wrote for tonight and started from scratch. I’m scrambling to find words like Dorothy finding Toto before the tornado in The Wizard of Oz. Speaking of scratch, I made pizza dough for dinner. Not just dough because that would be weird. But with pepperoni and homemade marinara. But it wasContinue reading “Pizza Pity Partay”

Barefoot Therapy

Do you ever find yourself in a dilemma and don’t know what choice to make? That dam of a place where pros and cons and cons and pros are cited, all the while time is lost and pain and resistance build? Like being in one of those finger traps, where the harder you pull, theContinue reading “Barefoot Therapy”

All Systems No

Do you have a go-to system for doing things? A formula you can rely on when shit hits the fan? I do, but for the longest time, I didn’t and relied on the universe’s good vibbity-vibes to see me through. An older hippie friend of mine, Peter, drove his converted school bus from Los AngelesContinue reading “All Systems No”

Imagine Wagons

The texture on the office wall reminded me of when I was a kid and how I’d follow its dimension on sleepless nights. I’d scamper across its hills and valleys with nothing more than a knapsack over my shoulder. I’d trek the ridgelines of the familiar over the shapes I’d conquered and to the featuresContinue reading “Imagine Wagons”

She Works Hard When It’s Sunny

My dirty Huck Finn feet are outstretched and crossed over the top of each other as I take a break against the deck’s railing to write. My eyes lock-in and my mind creates boxes, and the to-be-fixed list grows. A deck board needs replacing; it caves and is nothing more than a sway-backed horse putContinue reading “She Works Hard When It’s Sunny”

Random: A Writing Exercise

Grab a book off your shelf, any book. Then flip to a random page and pick a random sentence. Write the sentence at the top of your page and begin writing a story starting with that sentence. Write for 15-20 minutes. The prompt from my writing partner is my post for tonight. It’s a littleContinue reading “Random: A Writing Exercise”