It’s one of those nights when I have a lot on my mind. I’ve been having a lot of those lately and there are so many things on so many different levels. From those deep feelings and thoughts moving where they can hardly be named, to the list of things needing to be done- for myself and others, to demands of work, finances, getting ready for the next dance show, photography at the theatre, and keeping time for friends, I’m not sure what to go about doing first. (?) Maybe that is why God has been giving me so much time in libraries. He knows I need that space of putting away books or covering them to let my mind wander, to let it think. “I love a good think.” (Seussical) Ever since getting back from the meeting, I’ve been trying to get my bearings, to reorient myself to a life and a world that seems to be ever-changing and certainly not the one I left. It’s a “Where do I go from here?” stage and I am still, quite unsure of the answers. But I am back into writing my poetry. I wrote one last night after writing my blog and it felt good to let my soul get one small, quick gasp of air.
I went by the library to get those books I’ve been wanting. I did find “Dark Night of the Soul” by Gerald May and “Leave Me Alone, I’m Reading” by Maureen Corrigan, and added the “Idiots Guide to Finances for those in their 20’s and 30’s” and “Poetry as Spiritual Practice”. I did not borrow “The Giver” as I have spent so much time in libraries lately, I finished it on breaks and lunches. From the books I’ve read lately and the people I’ve talked to, I had a whole new sense of wonder taking the books off the shelves and being able to borrow them, for free! I love books. They are whole new worlds, ancient knowledge, and my friends these many years. “The Giver” has haunted me ever since I first read it as a high schooler. Read it, it’s fascinating. It means so much to me in so many ways and this time, it occurred to me how much like a poet is the role Jonas takes on. It’s something to think on.
365-09 #118