Thursday, November 27

It's a little early for end of year reflections, but I just ordered a calender for a Christmas gift so I can't help it. I've been very quiet this year. This is a normal thing in the talking sense. Usually though, my mind roars and I write everything down in a notebook and take an image nearly every day. This year though my 2014 photo album online is lean and my notebooks remain empty except for a few stops and starts and grocery lists. My mind has been quiet. My only conclusion for this anomaly is that this year instead of me, fitfully and clumsily trying to make things happened I just let them. And things did happen. I can say without embarrassment of the grossly corny and self important phrase that 'I am moving in the direction of my dreams' and this is not of my doing. I have been brought here and I am still being brought. But now I feel that the deep quiet and time of receiving is taking on another form, though not disappearing entirely. I know I will always be a receiver more than anything else now. We'll see where it goes. 
Note:

The calender I purchased for my Grandparents is the Taproot 2015 Calender.



leah sill

Tuesday, December 21

Behind the violence of the birthing of galaxies and stars and planets came a quiet and tender melody, a gentle love song. All the raging of creation, the continuing hydrogen explosions on the countless suns, the heaving of planetary bodies, all was enfolded in a patient, waiting love.
-Many Waters, Madeleine L'Engle