Yesterday, I spent some time with friends including the poet Rumi and the wonderful Marion Woodman (who I am just coming to know).
I found this poem – The New Rule by Rumi in a book that slipped into my hand yesterday as I wandered the aisles of the town library.
I did a small scribble yesterday, but found myself needing to spend time in the company of friends instead of alone with my own thoughts and words. So grateful for friendships–be the friends near or far away. Be they humans who actually KNOW me, or artists who shine so bright that I am drawn to their work.
I returned to the Writing Burrow this morning and continue to reach for words. They are my way through and I hope that, one day, some words of mine may comfort someone as much as I have been comforted by the words of others.
Profile of Marion Woodman: http://www.thecanadianencyclopedia.ca/en/article/marion-woodman-profile/
Listening to Our Deepest Wisdom, Part One: The Soul’s Vulnerability (With Tami Simons from Sounds True): http://www.soundstrue.com/store/weeklywisdom/?page=single&category=IATE&episode=7041
Listening to Our Deepest Wisdom, Part Two: The Soul’s Vulnerability (With Tami Simons from Sounds True): http://www.soundstrue.com/store/weeklywisdom/?page=single&category=IATE&episode=7059
PS – For Nancy – who asked for the link to the webcam that is just up (or is it down) river from our shaky shack. Here ya go:
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