Saturday, December 04, 2010

Quietly Listen

Hello, folks. Back with the weekly posts. November is a marathon of creativity for many of us. We end it worn, ready to rest until spring.

I pull back in December and slow down. I feel the rhythms of the Earth deeply. Winter has crept over the world. Grasses have turned a warm honey. The sky is often blinding blue. I even grab a jacket in the evenings when I go for a walk. The world sleeps, and I listen for the whispers in my soul of the new stories that are to come.

I hope you take time to be quiet, to wait, and to listen as we in the Northern climes march toward the winter solstice. Here's a little thought I jotted down earlier --

Quietly Listening

My life stands still
I breathe slowly
And enjoy the amber sunlight
Slanting through Chinaberry branches.
Golden leaves form a messy ring
around a slender white trunk.
I’m not in a perfect place,
but I quietly listen.

I hope you hear the first whispers of some epic work today. Seize the day. See you next week.

Doodles are back. I call this one "Hug a Lion."

A friend is one before whom I may think aloud. Ralph Waldo Emerson

1 comment:

Vijaya said...