Sorry to be so quiet for more than a week. I’ve been rather pensive as of late – a mental state I do not find conducive to writing. In the production of written work I posit, perhaps due to my being raised in a family whose livelihood was tied to the Columbia River, that there exist natural periods of both ebb and flow; the period in which I find myself being one of a strong ebb. To be honest, I have been spending quite a lot of time reading books that have absolutely nothing to do with nature and listening to various musical recordings, particularly those of the works of Beethoven and Vivaldi.
Not exactly one of my “black dog” periods, the past fortnight has rather been one that has found me contemplating the future – what I am doing now, what I have done in the past, and what I might be doing in the days to come. I have also been reflecting upon the time I spent with a friend who is no longer among the living; a manner of delayed mourning if you will. For some unknown reason I find the conversations we shared very much presently in my mind and I am coming to understand just how much I truly miss him.
November 30, 2009 @ 18:17
Dear John,
You’re in my prayers. I know you’ll get through this. Blessings to you and your family.
December 1, 2009 @ 06:34
John, I believe you are right to see the reflection of your moods in nature – or is it vice-versa? I have long believed that we all would be much healthier if we reconnected to the rhythms of the natural world, since there is so much wisdom in the ebb and flow of living things. Or as the Bible tells us, “For every thing, there is a season…” I, too, will pray for you.