The violin
Can forgive the past
It starts singing.
When the violin can stop worrying
About the future
You will become
Such a drunk laughing nuisance
That God
Will then lean down
And start combing you into
His
Hair.
When the violin can forgive
Every wound caused by
Others
The heart starts
Singing.
Hafiz
*****
I know these two are sisters ;-)
Starting "Walking in This World," by Julia Cameron today: adding a walk to my creative spiritual practice. I love this work! Our "task" this week: "What the Hell, You Might As Well"
oh goodie... I get to fill in the blank! #6. on the list: Send my sister the fudge recipe..., #7. Send my sister fudge. Yes, this is going to be fun.
Creative life shows up everywhere. Not just on the perfect canvas, or great novel, or even the whole completely crafted king-sized quilt! Creativity is in our thoughts, and our sigh. It is in the sounds we hear, what we make up, the smile in the car next to us at the stop light. It is in saying, "Yes!" and moving on to chapter 5. I am here to explore this paradise.
Yes. Grateful. Yes.
xoxoLC
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Do the Osprey nest between those branches each year? I agree, would be a wonderful living room*!*
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