THE LIGHTEST TOUCH
Good poetry begins with the lightest touch, a breeze arriving from nowhere, a whispered healing arrival, a word in your ear, a settling into things, then, like a hand in the dark, it arrests the whole body, steeling you for revelation. In the silence that follows a great line, you can feel Lazarus, deep inside even the laziest, most deathly afraid part of you, lift up his hands and walk toward the light. David Whyte, - from EVERYTHING IS WAITING FOR YOU and RIVER FLOW Everything is waiting for you, for us. The completed book, the house, the relationship, the revelation, the peace of mind – the idea, is there. Here. For you. Even when the world seems to be revealing the opposite, and our heart may be breaking. Of course what shows up may not be what we expected or wanted. Work with that. Write from there. A fundamental truth (for us writers) is always here for each of us at every moment: to find that place where the internal landscape and narrative of our lives meets with the outer world experiences– this is the writer’s frontier. You don't ever leave it. What works, for me, is to stay in the conversation. When writing on a particular subject and theme – I listen and notice how these come up in my every-day life. This is how my writing practice has become part of my spiritual practice. Everything becomes material for me to work with (on and off the page). We have to rely on others, to ask for help, to give into the vulnerability of not knowing. We can choose to listen to and engage the uncertainty. We will have to open our eyes even wider to consider what we might do, where we might go. Listen to the internal conversation as much as to the outer experience. Like the advice I've given in sweat lodges -- keep your eyes open; there's much to see in the dark. Be curious. Get help. Stay in the conversation. Never leave home without your field notebook. Work with this. My view? That the very health and beauty of this world relies on us to do so. SOMETIMES Sometimes if you move carefully through the forest, breathing like the ones in the old stories, who could cross a shimmering bed of leaves without a sound, you come to a place whose only taskis to trouble you with tiny but frightening requests, conceived out of nowhere but in this place beginning to lead everywhere. Requests to stop what you are doing right now, andto stop what you are becoming while you do it, questions that can make or unmake a life, questions that have patiently waited for you, questions that have no right to go away..- David Whyte, from EVERYTHING IS WAITING FOR YOU and RIVER FLOW JOIN ME AND OTHER WRITERS for a a FREE WRITERS’ RETREAT: MONDAY August 19th from 10 am till 4:00. Email me for location (near Barneveld) and for other details. [email protected] (For those who are wondering if I got my novel done - YUP! Now for some serious revision before I send it out to an agent.)
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Suzan
7/25/2019 07:16:37 am
Julie, all of your blogs take me along for good rides where my writing wants to go. I started a new piece and did not know where it wanted to go after the initial burst onto the page. Then, I cutnpasted this blog right under the opening paragraphs with the wonderful reminders that we are in dialogue on our writers' frontier. Fantastic to have you in my conversations as I check out the boundary stones on the frontier!
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