Wednesday, April 18, 2012


I find myself wanting to organize as if I were packing to move.

This is a metaphor for something. It calls up the energy I had yesterday after writing my profile on the soon-to-be-launched website Fresh Springs Retreats.

I try to intellectualize it, figure it out, and it defies that effort.
Sit with it.
It may never make sense.
It may simply make itself.
Whatever "it" is.


Jeffri Harre said...

Maybe because you've been reading my blog?

Or because it's Spring?

Or maybe because some of us just get that urge...

Lois Keen said...

Or all of the above! Or, it's a metaphor for mental and spiritual sorting, and your blog made me aware of it. Also, I'm a gardener. It all fits together.