Each morning, for many years, Dorothy and I have our Morning Meeting where we talk about our plans for the day and share a reading or two, usually some poetry. We both look forward to this time to connect. During the past year I've added a new wrinkle to the festivities - on most days I write a short "poem" just before the meeting starts and then share it with D. This is basically a "stream of consciousness" process that has captured my imagination. It seems the less I try to control what I write the more fun and interesting it is.
I'm trying to stay above judgement and let some creative juices find their way through my. coagulated synapses. This is the same way I feell about all "art." I think we all have a creative side but often let it lay unattended and unexpressed because we're intimidated by judgement and "professionals".
I remember the pure joy of my kindergarten finger painting. Wouldn't it be great if each one of us mature adults could feel free enough to let our soul find its wings through art?
Here's to your song! May you sing. it loud and strong.
These are a few of my recent morning words
11/11/2023
