The past few weeks have been quite hectic.
However, these past few days have been slow. I've had time to catch up on reading, do some chores,hang out, yoga with t., email, etc. It's feels good. Life is starting to get an sense of organicness to it.
I think we all have a organic space in our life that we must cultivate.As May Sarton called it, " a bedrock of truth," a place to stand(even if it's temporarily). You kinda have to dig for it sometimes, bring it to light and dust it off. I feel like I am being pruned for that. Or maybe this season of chaotic quietness is the foundation, the bedrock. My friend R. said I am being liberated. He may be onto something. I think everyday we make a wild rowing towards the person we want to be.
Regardless, I am moving towards, myself and an organic spaciousness. I've had to learn a lot about myself these past few years and I am still learning a lot. It is good to be surrounded by friends, to have some sort of routine and be opening to life. Everyday is an adventure. Everyday is a chance to practice living in my organic space.