It is nearing the end of January and again, I feel as though I am just beginning to explore the theme I chose for the month. Something new…I have tried to not only try new things, but to look at old things in a new way. A poem I wrote quite a few years ago says much about how I view newness and change. It’s fearsome, but in the end it is always expansive—and good.
Change and growth
The constants that mean life
Fear of them lies deep within my heart
I know the me I think I am
And cling—with all my strength
To keep my balance, stasis my desire
Bit by bit I loose my grip
Change overwhelms and joys my withered soul
Oh, ecstasy of falling to the center
Creation always new, yet ever good.
Lost Lake reflections
Since retiring from Northwest Airlines and moving to the Pacific Northwest, I have more time to devote to writing. My first novel, "Tales of Two Sisters" was published over a year ago. I have been writing poetry for a long time and am attempting to collate my poetry into a short book, with pictures. A sequel to "Tales of Two Sisters" should be getting closer to completion soon.
Gardening and tending the vineyard take a lot of time in the summer. Even though I love the outdoors, these activities do cut down on my writing. So I appreciate that wintertime allows me time to write. Writing, for me, is what brings things into focus and helps me to make sense of the things that life brings. It is a gift to me and I hope that it will be to you also.
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