"Freshness trembles beneath the surface of everyday, a joy perpetual to all who catch its opal lights beneath the dust of habit." --Freya Stark--
I have been thinking a lot lately about what kindness means. I hear myself telling my children to "be nice" to one another. I have been walking through my days the past couple of weeks working so hard to be mindful of cultivating a sense of Lovingkindness...not only for the people around me, but for myself (especially difficult). I'm mining the patterns of my life as it is right now with all of its delicious and frightening uncertainty, rather than aspiring to what could be or should be.
Then, in true synchronicity...the Thursday prompt for the week was about celebrating poetry in the everyday. This is my quest right now--but, even beyond poetry--it is celebrating life in the everyday and trying to live it with as wide open a heart as I can bear to--without the fear. This isn't easy. But, just when I doubt myself again--the Universe will offer up another dose of unexpected kindness and support. This time thanks to an incredibly talented photographer and creativewoman, Tracey, whose lovely "Mother May I" has been one of my recent favorites. Tracey decided that my post about Rosie's bookcastles deserved a Perfect Post award, and she nominated me for it and wrote about my post on her blog for ClubMom, "Picture This".
It was a surprise and an honor to have my writing noticed...and I wanted to thank her for it. Tracey has published two books with amazing photographs for expectant and new mothers alike. These peaceful images of pregnant women and infants are so important in a world where all too often we're bombarded with ones of bloodshed and disaster. When I wrote about Rosie and the emptied bookcase, I was trying to remind myself of these deeper themes of acceptance and perspective. I know she won't remember that afternoon with me, but I will...for once, I opened up to what was instead of revising the moment for what I thought it ought to be. If I learn no other lesson in life but this one, I will be satisfied.
Gratitude for Tracey's kindness--and for ALL of you, both near and far (you know who you are) who support me in my process of living, growing, and writing it all down...you have my thanks.