It all depends on the capacity of the soul to be grasped, to have its life-currents absorbed by what is given.
On this day, the morning of August 3, 2016, I am retreating from the world, at least for a day, perhaps longer. For weeks, I have been immersed in people—family, friends, new acquaintances—and while soaking in the glow of their conversations, I unknowingly cut the moorings that secured me to the sanctuary that feeds my inner life. I have done this before, and there has always been a price to pay. I paid a heavy one this time. In response, with school and its daily crowd arriving in less than two weeks, I again retreat to my true shelter, my interior. I plan to begin a series of blind blogs, drafting my daily thoughts as before with the intention of launching them on the blog at a later time. For now, the blog and facebook will have to be laid aside. It is time to find myself before I merge onto the school freeway. There is so much to sort out.
I have drawn strength daily from my dear readers’ kind comments, and I will miss that contact. I plan to return.
Thanks for reading.
I paint in order to discover.
I journal when I feel alone.
I blog to remind myself I am not alone.