Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Waiting

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.

2 comments:

  1. Maybe because you've been reading my blog?

    Or because it's Spring?

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

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  2. 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.

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