Life has been full of strange events, all have lead me to a place of learning to grow in solitude and silence. Most of today was threaded with the shimmering cords of quietness and aloneness to experience being alive with no outside interruptions. As I consider the last date I posted on this blog, it made me aware of how this time of being alone with Jesus is creating a new thing in my heart. I actually did not touch the computer for three weeks, this is an amazing miracle for me. I pray that I will continue to be intentional about times of Sabbath.
Today, I sat in a meditative garden all alone with my moleskine, pen and ink. It is rather interesting to listen, to really listen to the world around me. The trees had an unspoken language that was full of wisdom and grace. The fauna and flora swayed in the warm estival breezes that blew through the garden. To let all the noise and concerns of life flow away into the earth, opening my heart to receive the ancient song of life, bought healing. To just listen, what a gift I have been given.
Tonight, I found an old friends blog, it was a gift to my soul. Not only did I find one poet's musings, I found two. My desire is sing the song of the poet's.