it’s in life
as much as writing
and no matter what we think we want to do
we can’t force anything
but we can give it our best shot
when we are brave enough
there is a dryness around the edges
of inspiration in all its forms
our only option
is to wake up and write
is to wake up and work
is to wake up and sing
is to wake up and pray
that we will make it past the dryness
into the aliveness
that we know is real, because we’ve felt it before.
and in the meantime,
we can only trust
that we once loved to write
that we once loved to work
that we once loved to sing
that we once loved to pray
that we have made it through the dryness
into the aliveness
many times before.
so we sit down to try
to write, to work, to sing, to pray,
to tell ourselves the truth we don’t believe
and discover it is altogether real
and has been this whole time.
djordan
Pine Tree
Oh so true, Donald,….and once I’ve moved through that initial awareness of the day with singing, praying, sitting in the dark with a cup of coffee-eyes closed and talking to the Lord, the day can then begin and it is good!
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