I’m Tracie Nichols, a facilitator, copyeditor, and poet. My workshops and writing circles are for folks who love words and need respite from the “too much” of life.
I make safe, nourishing writing spaces for when you’re overwhelmed or feeling a bit salty, or way too Eeyore (when you’re usually more Piglet, Pooh, or Tigger.)
I’m really glad you found me. Here are ways I can help:
Remembering Breath: a poetry practice
A daily devotion. A reverence of words remembering elemental kindness.
Saturday Writing: kindness and words
Virtual fire circles where we write and share and laugh and cry and find relief and belonging.
You are so very welcome to join us.
Copyediting Services: say what you mean
My copyediting and proofreading services go places grammar and spellcheckers can’t, helping small businesses and emerging writers confidently publish clear, accessible, error-free content.
SOME WORDS OF INSPIRATION AND SUPPORT FOR YOU
Articles and poems inspiring and supporting writing.
When I was little, I was convinced the old white pine tree next to our home and the puffy clouds in the sky were telling each other the most amazing stories. I thought that if I could just figure out the right way to listen, I’d be able to hear them. Tell me. You’re so […]
As I’ve aged, I have more time for tenderness, for the poems that are so earnest they melt your spine a little. I have decided that I am here in this world to be moved by love and to let myself be moved by beauty. I will defend an earnest poem, I will defend beauty. […]
I was paging through a book I love and was paused by this: … in this participative universe, nothing living lives alone. Everything comes into form because of relationship. We are constantly called to be in relationship — to information, people, events, ideas, life. Even reality is created through our participation in relationships. We choose […]
Articles and poems supporting your resilience.
after days of fuss and stir, after being breathed on and pushed along by ant-hill crowds, in a flurry of hurry move shove bruise— to land. here. washed in birdsong. this sweet, small back and forth. held by the tiny, daily rebirth that is morning. What’s “Remembering Breath” all about? A daily devotion. A reverence […]
You and I and soft wet air—skin of our skin— and a thousand tiny here and gone lights rise pale and yellow, blur constellations, separate stars from mythologies, repaint the night with mystery and leave wonder in their phosphorescent wake. What’s “Remembering Breath” all about? A daily devotion. A reverence of words remembering elemental kindness. […]
The quietest exultation slow spins the wave of me— dip undulate pull rise (long, slow breath) I have space enough to… to… … Trust, fire says. Trust what you have planted. What’s “Remembering Breath” all about? A daily devotion. A reverence of words remembering elemental kindness. I’ll be publishing these “reverences of words” here every […]