I have felt frustrated at times, as the line falters between the beginning and sending of e-mails or the replying to messages and comments.
Yet this lack of online conversation has carved out space in the days I had forgotten existed.
Beyond the screen is a wide open field. And it can be quite daunting to step out into it.
It is much easier for me to check facebook or Instagram than spend some one on one time with my thoughts, especially if those thoughts tend toward worry. Change brings out the Hobbit within me and there have been many changes here at home over the last few weeks.
But, if I roll a picnic blanket over that soft green grass and actually sit still for long enough, I find another world, one with still waters and green pastures.
Somehow, this inner world makes the outer world, truer, braver, more authentic and more real.
The Clay Jug
Inside this clay jug there are canyons
and pine mountains, and the maker of
canyons and pine mountains!
All seven oceans are inside, and
hundreds of millions of stars.
The acid that tests gold is there, and
the one who judges jewels.
And the music from the strings
no one touches, and the source of
If you want the truth, I will tell you
the God whom I love is inside.
Simple soulfoods for this week.
- Plaiting Wheat stalks for Harvest Festival.
- A pantry stocked with beautiful, wholesome food.
- Making dinner with Matilda. She loves to chop the vegetables.