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Overwhelmed by ideas, but longing to finish that ‘Big Project’?
As a writer, I am constantly getting the first lines of short stories, poems or the theme for an article or post coming to me. Often, that’s as far as it will go. I’ll get another idea and forget the previous one. But my dream is to write books. Books are ‘big projects’ that I’ve never been able to stick to. And anyway, another idea comes along and I’m frozen in the ideas piling up. The ‘big project’ never makes it.
By Yen in serviceabout a year ago in Writers
Who or what do you dedicate yourself to this year?
She has been waking from her deep rest for weeks: the season I call the Early Warm. I felt the chill pull away. The crows spending more time around our home, sharing our scraps off the compost heap, teasing the dog, talking in their harsh voices above our heads. We could throw off the top ‘winter’ doona for periods of the night. Inside me I felt an ending: this year it was a feeling of grief, like letting go of a loved one. Perhaps the deep time of slumber we were leaving was an important passage for me, in this season of growing a child? I haven’t entered the Waking season as ease-fully as I usually do. In fact the unseasonable heat we have experienced for the past few days stuck with me like glue, making me feel uncomfortable, pained in the head and heart. The inner feelings of ‘deeprest’ (read Depression) were strong within my own being during the Winter season (the time I call the Season of Deep Rest) and the Early Warm Season has been a tricky time of deep inner feeling, congealing with the outer pull of Mother Earth forcing my body to feel, on my skin, the warm promise of change, bringing activity that I don’t yet feel fully ready for. The Deep Rest Season lingers in my bones, despite my heart feeling the tug of Her warm promise and the baby within my womb flutters like new butterflies, reminding me it isn’t all about what is scratched into my mind. There is so much more to life.
By Yen in serviceabout a year ago in Earth
Who are your best plant friends?
Meditations with Mother Earth Day 6. Lennox Head Dog Beach. Early Afternoon. Warm with a bite. 4th September 2024. I sit on a warmed sand dune today: me and the dog as my youngest daughter spends time at her first homeschooler’s girl’s group. Grey clouds smudged across a deep blue ocean of sky and whales breaching far out on the horizon. This whale season (which spans May to November) I have only seen them on the horizon, so seeing one breaching its white belly to the wind feels special.
By Yen in serviceabout a year ago in Earth
