Laurkat
Profile
If the wind means me, I’m here! Here.
—Theodore Roethke
I’m a writer, teacher, and novice photographer living in the mountains of rural north Georgia.
I’m an old soul in love with paradox, addicted to the promises of connection and the restorative space of solitude, sweet on the generative power of conversation and the kindness of time alone.
I’m a traveler, a cat person, a seer of smallness, and a watcher of hawks and herons.
I’m a lover of silence, voice, story, trees, good food and cooking it, the poetry of Mary Oliver, Emily Dickinson, Pablo Neruda, Walt Whitman, and Jane Hirshfield, and the music of Miles Davis, Josh Ritter, Krishna Das, and Bob Dylan.
I’m working on a memoir of sorts.
I’m still learning how to see, how to understand and listen to words and the spaces in between them and how to let light and shadow show up in interesting ways for other people with my help.
You can read my blog if you’re of a mind to at http://laurkat.gaia.com/.
You can also e-mail me direct at lksorrells@hotmail.com.
Namaste,
Laura
(Though I’m not a professional, I still feel like I need to say this: Any reproduction, modification, publication, transmission, transfer, or exploitation of any of the content, for personal or commercial use, whether in whole or in part, without written permission from myself is prohibited. All rights reserved. Thank you for viewing my work.)
Groups
Laurkat is a member of Complex Simplicity of Art, *All Seascapes, 1 In The Beginning - Ancient Practices, Aboriginal Art, Abstract Landscapes, Abstract Realism, All Things Orange, All Things Poetic, Prose, Philosophical., Alley Art, Alternative Christmas Images, Art Inspired by Dreams, As Is, Back In Black, Beach Art, Birds and Creatures of Flight, Bridges, Buddha, Butterflies, Skippers, Moths, & Other Winged Insects, Chess, Childhood, Classic Cars Worldwide, Colour Me Vibrant Red!, Compassion, Courage & Friendship, Country Bumpkin, Dawn and Dusk Light, Dilapidated Buildings, Dragonflies, Everyday Life, Everything Winter, Fabulous Flowers, Falling Leaves, Food for Thought, For the Love of Cats, Fungilicious, Globes, Spheres and Curves, Green!, Happy Haven, Heart Art, Human and Nature, In the Moment, In the Pink, Insects, Bugs and Creepy Crawlies, Inspired Art, Kairos - Capturing the Decisive Moment, Light and Reflection, Live, Love, Dream, Macro Photography, Macro Untouched, Mandala, Mature Woman, Mixed Media, Mother Nature's Finest, My Neighborhood, Mysteries of the Common, Nostalgic Art and Photography, Object Studies & Concepts, Out of the Blue, Photo-Zen, Purple Haze, Religious Art & Photography, Reptiles and Amphibians, Rocks and Bones, Ruins, Ancient and Derelict Buildings, Rural America, Rusty, Crusty and Falling to Bits, Seachanges, Seashells, Self as Other, Shoes, Silhouettes , Something To Say, Spiritual Art, Stairs, Still Life Photography, Stillness Speaks, StreetArt, Sunflowers, Tea and Chairs, Textures and Materials, The Beginners' Corner, The Birds, The Healing Journey, The Urban Environment, Trees, Vibrant and Vivid Color, Windows and Doors and You're Accepted.
Journal Entries
some thoughts from last December
Posted 24 days ago.
on setting intention
Posted 25 days ago.
Art
Writings
White Lily
Sometimes I use specific writing prompts with my students to generate ideas and to offer them writing practice. I write when they do, and it’s usually steadily for several minutes. I try to offe…
Word of the Day
A piece of river comes down out of the mountains / While I’m sitting on its banks, / Chewing the crust / of a piece of bread / Slathered with apple jelly / From that long red barn / Above the north…
Snake Doctor
The other day I went to the little lake off of Cove Road to take pictures. I didn’t have anything specific in mind. I thought maybe I would see the wild turkey again, the one I saw in late May up in…
Story
It’s all about the troll who lives under the bridge, / The girl without a father, / The boy who had a third eye, / Hidden in his forehead, / A radiant steely gem, / The color of rubies. / It’s …
Little Cloud
I don’t know what the weather is going to do. Wild spring winds share the twilight with small snow. Over in the next county, there’s a funnel cloud, but it’s moving slow, and it̵…
Most Days
Most days, when stilled or slowed by / Waiting, when progress pauses / And my engine idles at red lights / Or I stand in line, / My mind collects and condenses a restless storied catalogue / Of histor…













