It’s been a busy week, well busy for me. Days not taken up by work, quickly absorbed by life. For me, too much something and not enough … nothing.
Family visits, with some from far off and some quite close by, described perhaps as delightfully intrusive in swallowing up days. Still welcomed and enjoyed yet as with families, odd undercurrents, subtle and not so subtle leave smudges around the edges.
Busy days with the kids and that niggling ache that comes with the thoughts of them once again spreading or in some cases finding their wings. Such a bittersweet feeling one must sit with.
So today, I say no to any other commitments, other than my laundry piles and a much need amble through my garden. I have spoken about it many times I know, but it seems hard for me to adequately describe the absolute necessity in finding that which restores the soul.
For many it is probably the complete opposite as me, where busy activity filled days with friends and rushing adrenaline leave one feeling completely fulfilled. But for me, it is this ..
a walk into sunshine in my garden, the sight and the sounds of silence,
yet not so silent
the many trills, cheeps, whistles and whirls of the birds, the rattling buzzing sound building slowly than full out of cicadas in chorus
the sweetest little “chick-a-dee-dee-dee” who remains a little elusive, yet still comes so close to sitting with me
the tuneful rustle of wind chimes
the stillness required to ease my thoughts, my breath, my spirit
just to observe, beauty and wonder
focus tuned
a hummingbirds hovering to sweetness
a butterfly sunning in delicate beauty
colours and textures
petals and leaves
beams and breezes
seeing, feeling
breathing
quiet contentment,
unbridled joy
feeling my place in all of this
to be grateful
to be peaceful
to be radiant
to be restored
to the rhythm of days.
I came across this quote by Jennifer Mattern –
“Being still: my introvert superpower. Stillness and patience pay off, behind my lens. The camera grounds me in place and time, and for that, I am grateful. Behind the camera, I remember to breathe. I remember it takes quiet to hear, and it also takes quiet to see.”
I love this in all ways, this speaks to me – ‘being still my introvert superpower’ – although I certainly do not claim to be much with a camera, maybe for me it is in my garden, or behind this pencil, or my keyboard – I am grounded and grateful, and I am once again reminded to breathe. ♥