with
the water bowl balancing
on my thighs.
i soak the flowers.
until
they become words.
then i write.
–ritual
nayirrah waheed, salt
There was a blossom in every post this month–even the one with the dancing bunny and the one with Simon of Cyrene helping Jesus carry the cross. So we end the month as we began–speaking in flowers.
I’ve had far too many words tangled inside my head and heart this year. The month-long meditation on flowers gave me permission to leave the [hard] words “unexpressed” and allow them to unravel and stretch naturally.
I have a summer of writing ahead of me, and having “soaked” for some time, the words are ready to flow.
Thanks to my friend Meli for allowing me a moment to “breathe” today and photograph the beautiful vase of flowers sitting on her desk. Hugs…
Beauties 🙂
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Thanks!
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What a beautiful way to prepare to write!
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Ahh, yes. Now, if only time would cooperate.
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Beautiful
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Thank you!
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I have enjoyed all your flowers. Now I await mine to grow and bloom…
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Thanks, Laurie! Be sure to share pics when they bloom! 🙂
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