I do not write in my journal.
My "gift" list lies fallow.
Blogger has not seen me.
I am silent in ink.
Yet in life . . .
I laugh
I love
I cook
I dance
I play
I read
I rest
I celebrate nothing special . . . for it is ALL special.
* * *
Have I poured out all I have to give/say/write?
No.
Has the well run dry?
No.
Rather . . . I feel as if I am on holiday --
a great glorious spate of time devoted to simply being . . .
. . . at play
. . . at rest
. . . at table
. . . at ease.
It feels so good to enjoy each simple moment, be they devoted to:
peeling a cucumber,
slicing a tomato,
hearing a harp/flute duet played in the music room,
reading slowly in a hot afternoon,
sipping a summery banana-pineapple-coconut smoothie,
simply being at summer.
"Remember," whispers the ink pen.
"Capture," croons the paper.
I reach for my journal
and smile
at the thought of another
bliss-filled summer day
ripe for the picking,
sweet to the tasting.
How's your summer going?
3 comments:
Enjoying the moment, living in the moment - these are good things. Things I am trying to do, reminding myself often that it is good and necessary.
Sounds absolutely wonderful to me! Summer is all about taking it in. Enjoying the moment. Blogging can wait! :)
Ahhh Debbie, it's good (apart from the weather :0) I am spending a lot of time community gardening and making our small estate look more beautiful each year. My gift to my neighbours.We live in a tough neighbourhood but are really blessed that the corner God put us into is very nice. Gets prettier by the year. I am away out now to tidy it up and go for a walk with my son and dog.
Glad you are enjoying your Summer. May God continue to bless...!
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