" Like a tree, creative work has seasons.
Part of the work is to know which season you're in & act accordingly.
In winter, the tree looks dead,
but we know it is beginning a very deep process.
Out of which will come spring and summer."
Amidst the dreariness of March, I found solace and joy in the many blossoms that filled our home.
Thank goodness for Trader Joe's, thank goodness for the beauty of ranunculus and daffodils.
Reading, reading reading...so much reading. 8 books in a month which is a lot for me. Along with the flowers, my books gave me great solace and comfort during what felt like February weather all over again.
If you are into thrillers, Descent was fantastic. The atmosphere, the way the author has with words, the tension & suspense (without the traumatic or graphic violence) left me closing this book with the thought that this was a novel in a class of its own. I appreciate when this happens.
I've thought much about the creativity slump I've been in for the past few months. In the past, I would lament the stagnation. I'm grateful for the insight to recognize the process without judgement or forcing the issue. I know so much of this is due in part to the transitory nature of my life right now, my brain and heart feel untethered, ready to feel rooted once again. Once the creative surge hits, I'll be ready!
8 weeks and counting until we move into our new home. Oh my goodness...if there's ever been a time in my life where I've had to foster patience, it's been this past year. Many lessons learned in the waiting.
At this point, I'm plenty patient (ha ha)...let's move on!
I hope you are feeling the warmth of spring and the loveliness of blooms wherever you may be. Think of me, sending spring wishes my way.
Take care, my friends.