In reality, we are still children. We want to find a playmate for our thoughts and feelings. Wilhelm Stekel
Yesterday I was heavy with thoughts and spent a lot of time writing. This morning I wake with all kinds of new ideas.
Is it because I moodled around with Muse, my imaginary playmate?
Is it because today my long-time best friend and I are going on the garden tour together?
Could it be a bit of both?
Sometimes (actually most of the time) I think too much. Writing helps move me through the thoughts, but I need to balance all this inner work with some out-in-the-world playtime. Cathy and Mother Nature are just what I’m wanting today.
Here are some tiny blossoms from my garden.
Nobody sees a flower really; it is so small. We haven’t time, and to see takes time – like to have a friend takes time. Georgia O’Keeffe
- To Have a Friend Takes Time (janaandthestone.wordpress.com)