big sky...big life...
the waiting of winter, of soul’s light…captured in this luminous poem…
Eye Mask…
In this dark I rest,
unready for the light which dawns
day after day,
eager to be shared.
Black silk, shelter me.
I need
more of the night before I open
eyes & heart
to illumination. I must still
grow in the dark like a root
not ready, not ready at all.
Denise Levertov
it’s a haunting day…..ethereal & moving…
…’soul making’ wrote philosopher Jean Houston, ‘is not necessarily a happy thing. Crucial parts of it are not. We need to hold onto the celebration of becoming, to the bliss that wells up from the deeper places we’re tapping…I stared into the night, my heart pounding…..Sue Monk Kidd
don’t forget…it’s a beautiful day…
