the sweetness of lemons...

cooking, lemons, french moods & the beauty of hibernating at home….

yes, I am laying low, finding the sweet spots in post busy days…

I am also struggling with an autobiography I’m writing as part of my application process for grad school. Funny thing is, I thought it would practically write itself. Not so. The brick wall has hit. The empty page. I am waiting…..maybe my life will somehow come together in neat & tidy paragraphs, chronological, witty & profound….yes, guess I’ll keep waiting awhile for all of that to appear….will be exciting to see what comes up…

in the mean time, I am ‘domesticating’ a bit…being in the quiet & the blue & the cold…

the autobiography is stuck because I am stuck….cooking & lemons & watching the birds have to help….waiting for the truth on the page…

when grapes turn to wine, they long for our ability to change. when stars wheel around the north pole, they are longing for our growing consciousness. wine got drunk with us, not the other way…….Rumi