Tonight I want something to say to the world. Being with people all day, serving soup and homemade bread and spending my evenings being fed by people I love and living in homes provided for me, with lovely people everywhere has overwhelmned me with a sense of goodness and also has made my spirit drifting in many different directions. I keep thinking if only the excercises I am doing for my core muscles could be done for my spirit. Drawing my center together....rooting down to rise up. These ideas have come at me from the yoga class I've dabbled in and from the writings of Kathleen Norris and Wendell Berry. I feel like everywhere I turn I read about the importance of putting roots down...in a place, in a religion. And I thought that I would put roots down in the "greatest city in America," but I am not...I am leaving to lay the roots of plants down...to learn to live the seasons, through planting and harvesting. There is goodness all around me. Good people, good food, good conversations, long walks, and hope for a future. Hope that I will learn and grow soon. That I will move into a new space in life, that I will be changed and altered....which will happen...though never in the way I want or expect or desire....I will learn what life has to teach me...Tonight I will curl up, with my thoughts and hope that I can draw my spirit together the way I am slowly learning to draw together the core of my being.
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