november 2

a galaxy in a pot of tea . mandolin cafe, november 1, 2009

i am writing

writing

writing

yes, this is where i am right now

the weepies sing

"get up now baby, get up now baby, it's your song playing"

jon calls on his way to pick up some dinner

our little family will soon be gathered again

another evening

dusk shows up so quickly now

the candles are lit

how this helps, the nightly lighting of the candles

it tells the darkness to come on

we welcome this invitation to breathe

i write

and gather

the pieces of what i know

and sigh with that oh my goodness sort of sigh

as i think about these pieces

side by side on pages in a book

i write

and rest when i need to

rest is part of my path right now

permission to rest

i hear sark say these words

thank you for that permission

you should know that you

yes you

have permission to rest too...