the inertia of light & water....floating up...

there is nothing about open sky that is wishy washy…. 

yet the attempt to understand the push & pull of sky to water is taut & tense….blurred by the sun’s glare reflecting back at us…

“… I do believe it is possible to create, even without ever writing a word or painting a picture, by simply moulding one’s inner life. And that too is a deed.”

—Etty Hillesum, An Interrupted Life

this is the humble day to day groove….not so sweet as a hot air balloon ride….not so easy to just float away with a champagne toast in our wishy washy places….

this is the courage needed to simply know where the sky & water are pulling you…

Is My Soul Asleep?
Is my soul asleep? Have those beehives that work in the night stopped? And the water- wheel of thought, is it going around now, cups empty, carrying only shadows?
No, my soul is not asleep. It is awake, wide awake. It neither sleeps nor dreams, but watches, its eyes wide open far-off things, listens at the shores of the great silence…..Antonio Machado

it is so January time…..bare reflection…much needed….