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Monday, November 16, 2009 
sing softly.
my words seem to have escaped me falling quickly out in a long breath. its all been said before, it will all be said again and i wonder at november and her quiet beauty.
quiet. i feel quiet. strange for those who know me well but the frenetic hyper activity seems to have bubbled out away from me leaving in its place a soft flow of quiet energy.
have been continuing to clear away the debris making room for breathing and this weekend it was the entry way, coats and sweaters and piles of boots and shoes found their way into big garden bags and off to the donation centre. it is more than symbolic. it is finding myself a new way to live. a new way to breathe. literally.
i have been taking voice lessons and the focus on the breathe does not escape me. there is power in breathe and i wonder why i never really knew that deep down in my bones before. there is incredible power in that moment of stillness, the moment of breathing out.
it is 15 degrees celcius today (that would be 60 degrees for you fahrenheit people) ... so uncommonly warm for this part of the world, i can barely believe our good fortune. and yet as the river flows gently down, there are pieces of ice woven like lace and i remember that soon the river will freeze over and eventually snow will drift down and our breathe will be captured frozen in the stillness of winter.
and i wonder if this quiet that has settled into bones will shake free her voice and i wonder what that sound will say.
(oh nablopomo if not for you i would be quieter still)
Reader Comments (6)
what a beautiful song. what a beautiful you. Breathe, my friend. Breathe.
I smile as I read this. There is a lot of strength in this post. I know you know that in a lot of ways I am right here with you. The ritual of organizing and creating space...It's so freeing. And the power of our breath? Yes! It's funny because I spent much of last nights class focusing on just that. It's simplistic...but incredibly transformative at the same time. I love when people realize that they can utilize their breath to nourish their bodies and souls...and that it really can help them shift their perspectives.
Have a lovely day...you beautiful singing soul...xoxoxoxo
(Oh, and just send me an email when you have time for a tea chat...:-)
quietly sending you love sister, and looking forward to december views, when the quiet can give space. even though i'm all, 'crap, nablopomo', i'm still glad for the act of doing it. xoxo
this post couldn't have come at a better time when my breath was shallow and stagnant. deep inhale. soft exhale. you are, so very lovely, dar. xoo
Calm is good. Calm is needed. You, who have so much wonderful, sun-shiny energy and go go go always...even you need this time for calm and organization and peace. And I am so glad that you are taking it and embracing it. Breath in that quiet....good things will come from it. I love you.xoxo
"our breathe will be captured frozen in the stillness of winter."
these words
captured me...
they made me stand still
and take them in...
visualize them...
imagine them...
feel them...