Springtime pulled and pounded until I was broken down and hungry for rest with no way to feed it. But I can see the summery twinkle lights at the end of this sweltering tunnel and laugh out loud because it’s time to play again….to take a dive from my heavy schedule and let my creativity go offroad to wander freely in open pastures.
So focused on planting and producing, I’ve missed the raw joy of exploring among the wavy grasses and wildflowers growing along the backroads of my mind. Stepping off the paved roads and heading for summertime’s back forty, I feel a spring bubbling up in me where God’s breath stirs….where I feel his aliveness. Here, instead of poking around creek beds looking for shallow pools, I can swim like an otter in deep waters.
For just a moment, my soul squeezes into a nervous little ball, wondering just what I’m doing out here ( is this really responsible? shouldn’t I be earning….PRODUCING….something???).
Accusation, like a crooked scarecrow, warns and taunts “move along now….
make yourself useful. You aren’t worthy to be here.” Blackbirds hovering overhead seem to be
calling down, singing “you were always waiting for this moment to arise.” As I listen and take heart, I inhale how lovely and light it feels to come untangled and get back to the business of becoming what I was born to be.
Returning to this gentle pace, I lose the burden of myself and wander freely into these fields of grace….opening wide for summer to unlock the blue in the sky and release it into my soul. Cool runnings…..peace be the journey.
You have captured the exhileration of a summer holiday, to celebrate and be rejuvenated within the beauty of nature.
"crooked scarecrow"/what an
AMAZING writer you are!..
& deep soul! & i ADORE
the otter picture/meaning..
you are my sister otter,
to be sure.
love this whole post.
love this whole.
Feeling the freedom to "be" in your words …
Anne Lamott once wrote, "Pay attention when your soul leans in to listen."…I find myself "leaning in" again and again reading your writing, Jennifer…..
…Here's to "summery twinkle lights at the end of the tunnel" and getting "back to the business of becoming what I was born to be."
thanks for this beautiful summoning….
i spent about 20 minutes on my front porch, twisting 'firefly' twinkle lights onto my fake pine tree. Dripping from what felt like a Swedish sauna, i welcomed my air-conditioned house once more. Now, after reading your blog, I am ready to venture back outside to hang my new 'welcome sign'…well, perhaps i shall wait until dusk. 🙂
Love your writings!
I'm burning scented candles in every room I'm in today. Just one of those little ways I slow down and take in the moment.
An inspiring post, the call to our creative selves is a call from our creator God, a reminder of who and what he designed us to be. We get lost in the pressures of living life and need to be reminded of who we really are. Beautifully expressed as always 🙂
I have been restless and driven recently, too. Your words to be in a place of grace were a great reminder to me. Thank you.
This was great. Blessings.
Oh to swim like an otter in deep waters! Do it my friend. I know you can and it will feel so good! Otters are known for being playful you know, so can I come join you? Sometimes an hour or so of fun and laughing, crying etc… with a buddy makes everything seem so much better.
You are awesome Jennifer!
Your writing is so beautiful and inspiring! Thank you for your very kind comments on my Blog. You make me smile! We have a cool breeze here today, and the mugginess of the past week is just a distant memory now. I love the cool fresh mornings and the cooler evenings…when they come! I would love to hear the sound of crashing waves too!