Ever feel as though you’re incubating…..under the warmer like a chick in an egg, waiting for the right time to hatch? I appreciate what Mr. Scptt-Maxwell has to say.
“You have neat, tight expectations of what life ought to give you, but you won’t get it. That isn’t what life does.
Life does not accommodate you, it shatters you. Every seed destroys its container or else there would be no fruition. ”
– Florida Scott-Maxwell, Playwright, Jungian Analyst, Author
It’s up to us to burst from that shell, that egg and to make sense of the world we’re delivered into….of this I know for sure….tempering it with who we seem to be….delivering our actions in a way that satisfies our passions, desires, our heart.
So, I work these days to brush away the broken shell to ready myself for the new work at hand, clearing away all matter that might be in my way.
I’m finding patience helps, breathing is a must, a few key allies to remind me of what I already know, but often forget as I’m sweeping, and of course sleep, renewing sleep is a must. Oh, and having a fire to sit by in the morning, the better to stir my fires within.
Loving the possibilities,