Laura Smith Writer

Author: mslauraasmith

  • Just Do It

    I traveled to Brookline Massachusetts Sunday, 270 miles round trip to see one of my favorite speakers, Mike Dooley, author of Notes from the Universe. It was well worth the drive and Christ’s Church Unity welcomed me into their fold and made me feel part of the family. As I am not a big fan…

  • Life is just a big ole water balloon

    It is the middle of the semester, the research projects are piling up and the creatures that come out at night have decided to mess up my house. Well, maybe I just haven’t cleaned in a few days, or rather months. As this is my fifth semester at my present school, I have had a…

  • The Calm Sea is Full of Shoes

      The day is crisp, a gentle breeze blows from the north, or south. The house is quiet, for once my animal friends are snoozing. I am serene, my life is running smoothly, things are falling into place. Why do I want so bad to splash? Not just a little, oops sorry I got you…

  • Ode to a Great Blue Heron

    It is foliage season in New England, the leaves are turning their brilliant or not so brilliant colors before dropping to the ground to be come recycled material. It always sneaks up on me, one day I will be standing in the woods and they are awash in color, the next day, or so it…

  • Juggling in a Sea of…

    I will now embark on a journey of mixed metaphors and sharp right hand turns. Some writers keep journals, I happen to keep little slips of paper. Not the most organized way to keep all of one’s thoughts in proper order, but they sit in a neat pile on my desk, waiting to be looked…

  • Connection

    Today a replica of my car drove by on the turnpike, same color, same make and model. I ended up by chance following the car on my journey home after a grueling day of classes and rushing and errands galore. We were 2 very blue cars driving in the rush hour traffic, but when he…

  • Running

    I posted a one liner on Facebook a few months ago, “May you always run downhill.” This revelation had come after I had completed a five mile run with a few difficult hills followed by the blessing of a downhill sprint. I love running downhill, the wind in my hair, the quickened pace, the joy.…

  • Spring's Third Day

    has arrived.