When the sails won’t fill
And the ship won’t move
And everything is still
Is it calm?
Or is it doldrums?
And if it is the latter
Than I pity you
When it flows there is an abundance
We misconstrue that it is ours to own
But no
It is just the flow
And if we don’t throw ourselves all in
Weigh anchor and sail before the wind
Losing sight of all we hold dear
Without fear
It’s gone
And the hollow of the loss
Is an empty bowl
The sound of a tapping spoon fills the ether
Kate, the imagery of the empty bowl and tapping spoon lingers with me, evoking a sense of quiet longing.
Much love,
David
Thank you David, it is how we feel when we haven’t honoured our souls voice
Your work is always interesting and often thought provoking.
Thank you
~
such peace has virtue
while you have no other plans
but make good repairs
~
DD
Thankyou DD
I greatly enjoy your deep-thinking creativity, Kate. 👏🏻
Thankyou Michele your kindness is appreciated 💕
You’re very welcome! 💕
Lovely, Kate! This, in particular, stuck with me:
“When it flows there is an abundance
We misconstrue that it is ours to own”
The constant ebb and flood of everything vital is ours and yet it isn’t. It belongs to all of us, to every living being, to all that is. Thanks for this one, and so happy to see you back! ❤️
Thanks Camilla, I am so glad this post landed with you. I was talking about this with a wise friend the other day – saying how I so often create and then destroy my pieces by deleting them – not so much here but on Instagram, they said something like “you write from the soul but edit with your brain,” it really struck me that I should not keep editing that way!
Yes, that’s a trap that’s easy to fall into. How to involve the brain without letting it lead the creative effort?
Is it calm or is it doldrums….well said!
Certainly sometimes the calm is welcome Martha
A mindful stream of consciousness, Kate. Calm or doldrums, that is the question. Well-done! 🙏
Thanks MM
hey Kate ! you’re back. This is wonderful, inspirational: it speaks to me this very moment; how did you know ?
I think we just write and post and flow does the rest John. I’m glad it landed where it was supposed to
Each word lingers and is wonderfully echoed in longing. 💓
Hello Cindy, thank you, I’m glad it landed well
Stuck in the doldrums today, Kate. And you just provided a needed gust of wind!
That’s lovely Mitch happy to be of help