Current of Words

Gifted a stack of reading material yesterday,  I was up til midnight perusing the contents of my instantaneous reading list.  My neighbor was feeling inspiration, too, twirling the dark, wee hours with the tinkle of piano keys and starlight.

This morning I oversleep and wake to find poetry.  The addition rounds out my reading collection:  “Hope is in the Moment.” Stones and time, Robinson Jeffers and falcons.  The Big Sur coastline threads to me again through the words of my father. (read John Dofflemyer’s “Hope is in the Moment” at Dry Crik Journal).

My writing continues, though sometimes you’ve got to fill the well with the words of others.  And sometimes you have to rest, ever-still, in the waters of your own.

Here’s to words and silence, time, space and the present.

2 responses

    • Esalen always calls…:)
      And now both my father and my uncle’s promptings swirl in the mist of that rocky coast. Unexpected Obstacles and Opportunities? Exploration of mythmaking? It sounds wonderful.
      What I’d need is some of those ‘unexpected opportunities’ in order to overcome the expected obstacles in getting me there among the Campbellites.
      When the stone speaks, I listen.
      I know anything is possible with the Force.

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