Wow. Did I ever just learn something big a few minutes ago. When it’s my turn to write here, my process is to sit still, empty my mind of any agenda, and notice what wants to emerge as the next subject for contemplation. When it first starts to come into focus, I still may not know specifically what it is but I always can sense the flavour of it. Then I go to my favourite sources to find an image that best resonates with what is bubbling up from within.
So today, while I was browsing through a gorgeous collection of photographs, I realized that the ones that truly make me take notice are those with a single woman (yes, like moi) either standing on a cliff ready to take flight, wading into the water towards a beautiful horizon, or looking wistfully at something not quite in the frame. You know the ones I mean. And they all could be me. Mmmmm. Interesting.
So here’s the thing. I am not resonating with my heart’s desire. My good friend Mark Ainley, an extraordinary Feng Shuist (my word – probably couldn’t be found in the Scrabble dictionary …) once remarked to me that while the art around my home was lovely, none of it depicted relationship.
And it’s funny. Although I decided to find the perfect, eye-catching image for today’s musings, I didn’t get the same feeling of recognition that I do when I see one of a woman with long flowing hair, reaching her arms skyward, and seemingly completely joyful. But I’m sitting with the one I chose and will notice how it can start to inform me in a new way.
I’ll let you know how that goes.
In the meantime, being absolutely in love with someone (and him with me) while remaining true to myself is my heart’s desire, and so I can relate to love poetry… and I love this one …
Love is from the infinite and will remain until eternity. Rumi
Branded by desire,
Buns
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