Perspectives II
Imperceptibly
the earth calls the raindrops home.
They tremble, then fall.
A friend has a favourite saying: Waiting is an art form. When it's time, he tells me, we move forward. We don't have a choice. The annoying thing is, he's right.
For now I wait. In Becca's words in her comment on the previous post, I live in the meantime. Maybe we are never anywhere else ......
19 Comments:
Wonderful photos and haiku! Can you possibly regard this time of uncertainty as good fuel for your creativity? Perhaps it's only ever possible to feel that in retrospect. Take good care of yourself.
Sensitive thoughts!
I think you are right ... we always live in the meantime ... even when we think we are in control of it all. You have a beautiful, sensitive spirit and it seeps through your words.
Beautiful photo, wonderful haiku, lovely post... oh.
oh yes, you are right - we do live in the meantime! when i finally came to accept this fact i was able to abandon some of the anxiety i always seemed to carry in my desire to push past the moment. it became clear that pushing mattered not. life really does go on despite those efforts and the necessary waiting, so all the struggling i might do changes nothing except, of course, my energy level and health! ;)
love the image and the raindrops falling.
M. Your haiku is beautiful. Have a relaxing w/e.
Love this!!
Thanks everyone. It has been really helpful these past few days just slowing down and watching the rhythms of the natural world. Everything happens at the right time.....
Makes the waiting easier!
Ah, Now that is what Iam talking about.
Thanks Mary for your visiting on my blog! Dogs versus cats! My dog Flora hates cats, but my daughter's dog Lisa don't cares about them!
Have a good weekend!
You've got a very smart friend. In fact, one teacher says that if we are in the moment, we never have to wait again.
Of course what they don't say is that it takes a lifetime to learn how to do that.
A beautiful haiku, as delicate as what it describes.
Good for you for finding some balance in the present. I guess you have to swing back and forth sometimes - you can't help but feel anxious waiting, but being able to find some peace in the moment will get you through it. You'll find yourself settled on the other side and looking back and really appreciate it!
Love your haiku, Mary.
Inhale... exhale... inhale... exhale...
Oh, it's good to live in the meantime, in-between times. At the same time, you're living in forever. Being nowhere is being now here (word play courtesy of Neale Donald Walsch).
I read this bit in "The Child From the Sea" by Elizabeth Goudge and I thought of you, Mary.
"In this world we possess nothing but the passing moment. Polish it as you would a jewel. It is the only wealth to which you have any right."
What MB said. Thanks.
'Meanwhiles' lead to new meanwhiles...and the quest for 'resolution' is forgotten.
Your words are so cheering and uplifting. I will revisit and re-read them. Thank you, each one. I am very grateful.
The Hanged Man. We learn most when we feel most stuck.
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