Poetry is my answer when I need space to breath. Poetry and nature. I got a little of both when I headed out to the woods with my family this summer. I had all the space I needed as I headed way out into the woods where I almost got lost with my 2.5 year old daughter. I was planning to swing on a hammock for several days, go […]
The faint sounds of winter are drowned out by the buzz of WiFi everywhere. Over-indulgence masks the soft aching in our hearts asking us to slow down. In spite of our constant busy-ness, that longing is still there if we take a breath and listen closely. Our body, mind, and soul just. wants. to. pause. Do you know why? Because, in these days, even the sun stands still.
We are in constant motion, changing, growing, learning, expanding. Our time on this planet is also, inevitably, temporary. But this journey of transition does not have to be stressful. It can, in fact, be full of joy and peace. Here is a reminder that you are essentially – and always – HERE.
Censorship, aimed at suppressing the “unacceptable”, is one way of limiting ourselves and our growth. Yet, it’s evident that when we suppress anything, it tends to resurface in symbolic, and often more powerful, ways. There is nothing more injuring to the artist than censorship; and we are all the artist.