Bedtime Writing

November 2, 2014

Reading Slowing Time Seeing the Sacred Outside Your Kitchen Door, sinking into the poetry of her thoughts and prayers. Tonight as I huddle under the comforter, it is quiet. The roaring, rushing winds of yesterday that lingered through the early hours of the day are whispering now.

As I linger in Barbara Mahany’s images, a little urge for something warm slips in. As I make my way to the kitchen, light is filtering through the glass block window. Light that only comes from the filling in of the moon. Finding a small quilt to wrap around me, I step blindly out into crunchy leaves so that my view of moon and stars will be clear.

Stunning seconds of beauty in the freezing cold. Right outside my kitchen door.

2 thoughts on “Bedtime Writing

  1. Cathy

    Elaine, I just wrote a poem yesterday morning (see Viewing Life from Inside Out blog) on this very thought–of lingering so I can savor all that I’m meant to. I will be getting Mahany’s book! Your posts have inspired me greatly. I’m getting a new camera at the month and have already set up a new blog called Another Perfect Day 365. It will be an adjunct to my existing blog (Another Perfect Day) where I hope to post a photo a day with a few words to help myself (and anyone who stops by) to linger a little longer in order to take in all that God has provided for us.

    1. Elaine Post author

      Cathy, this is such a great idea for you, I’m looking forward to your new blog.
      Sometimes I have left my camera at home or there just is no place or time to stop. My hubby calmed me with the idea that sometimes, I just have to let my soul take it in and hold the impression close. So I try to ‘breathe’ the experience in. I don’t know how to explain that any better than to just let the wonder take over.

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