This’ll be the last post for a while then, while I spend some time reminding myself how to ‘breathe the air between the spaces’.
If you’d like some things to read from the blog, I’ve added some new pages with links to the poems, the stories, and travel diaries I’ve kept. They’re at the top of this page.
Meanwhile, I’ll be ‘shriving’ I suppose - an old-fashioned word for realigning, rebalancing, refreshing, re-penting. The idea is that you clear the house of all the things that might not be good for you (rolling them into pancakes) and live cleaner and healthier. Even if you don’t believe in God, that’s still a great idea from time-to-time - we all need to turn it off and turn it on again. Everyone should have a pancake day.
I’ll be back at Easter, when my system has rebooted, and this long old winter will be no more than a memory. That’ll be nice.
Until then, don’t forget to breathe.
M
Breathe
Breathe the air between the spaces
Catch the glimpse you’re waiting for
Lost where wonder, love embraces
All you are, but wanting more
Find a moment, feel the ocean
The winds and waters they may roar
Let your love be your devotion
Catch that heartbeat, and you’ll soar
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