Timing and tangles…..
Words haven’t found me this week.
I tried to wrangle some into a few lines and they bolted and scattered
and worked themselves into tangles
like vines climbing corn in the field.
Didn’t feel ready or good to my heart, the things I wanted to say.
Like the persimmons by the creek,
fleshing out but still too bitter.
So I’ll share these light bits of morning and glory
instead,
waiting for unforced rhythms of grace
Because I really like letting ripe happen.
And it’s beautiful when things open and unfold
in their own sweet time.
To everything – turn, turn, turn
there is a season – turn, turn, turn
and a time to every purpose under heaven.
-The Byrds
“To everything there is a season….”
-Ecclesiastes 3:1
I’m so glad to send a copy of my September issue of Ripplesongs
to Susan Etole, whose own lovely spirit has lifted mine
for so many times and seasons.
Loving the rich, ripe vibrancy you share.
And wishing you colour and comfort.
Thanks, friend. I receive the colour and comfort
and hold them close to heart:)
-Jennifer
Your words aware always so full of wisdom and love… Thank you for reminding me to let things come as they are meant and to not rush the changing of tides….
Changing of tides….those words touched my heart
so powerful. I had an experience this week….your words
are heaven-sent. Thank you. Thank you:)
-Jennifer
All in good time…. I love that quote!
I love those words….all in good time.
I used to think them scary, spoken by the witch in the Wizard of Oz.
They seemed foreboding. Now I see them in the context of season,
not threat. I appreciate you taking the time to share them:)
-Jennifer
Even these few words of yours are so true. Hope you have a wonderful week and ripening!
Thanks Barbara. I love that we get to be just exactly where
we are, without having to scrape up a performance.
Shiny or not, we belong:)
-Jennifer
How I understand those times when “words don’t find you.” But you know they will. They will. Everything needs its rest. We are life on earth, like the birds and the flowers, the earthworms…I almost wrote earthwords! Yes, we are the earthwords! Blessings. Susie
Yes they will. I like earthwords:) I think I spend a lot of time
down in the dirt with those:) Seems very familiar…thanks for the
fresh insight:)
Blessings back and running over,
Jennifer
September has been beautiful, but exhausting to me…but I know that this will change too. Turns, twists, changes…gratitude for this. Hugs, kath
Turns, twists, change…..isn’t it a delicious ride when we
lose the fear and let go. I’ve experienced this very, very little
but what I tasted was so sweet that I want more:)
Thanks and love,
Jennifer
Brewing the leaves for a sufficient time, intensifies the flavor; happy to wait while thoughts “brew”. {lovely Petunias}
Brewing the leaves….oh how I love that!
Tea is one of my favorite things on this earth:)
Thanks for coming by for tea sometimes:)
-Jennifer
I’m confused. I think there was another post here in this spot, with these photos, that touched me in a powerful way about tangling. And untangling other people’s things, being overwhelmed. And someone named Breme. And now when I click on that post and photo, it’s different words. AND the most outrageously beautiful morning glories of all time!
I’ve felt a bit tangled with other peoples’ stuff these days, too — and what you said in that one resonated powerfully. And when the other is ripe enough to reappear, I hope it will!
Yes, it will come back. It wasn’t ready and neither was I:)
Thanks for the encouragement, Jeanie.
I was too full-up in the tangle to breathe it out fully.
Still in the messy-in-between:)
-Jennifer
“And it’s beautiful when things open and unfold in their own sweet time.” ~boy that is soo true…just learning to be patient is the thing!!!
When I have those days I go to the garden and get lost in the beauty like you have shared here…big hugs to you!