Upward in a Gentle Breeze

I am really cherishing this beautiful book by writer, photographer, real-life liver, and blogger..Susannah Conway:

She says things that speak to my heart. 

Such as..

"We write to feel less alone, to confide our fears to the page.  Imagine a world without love letters, without birthday cards and dedications.  Our truthfulness can change a life-if not someone else's then at least our own.  In a world swirling with thousands of languages, there is space for everybody to tell their story.  Photographs, paintings, and music carry the essence of our hearts, but it's the words that tell the secrets." 

And stuff like this..

"For me, solitude is not an empty space, but a richly detailed tapestry of my interests, thoughts, and desires.  When I am alone I am free to dance inside the textures of my dreams without the pull to be elsewhere, the constant nagging feeling that I should be doing something else."

Reading this book right now is perfect.  I seem to have an underlying creative source nibbling at my insides, (writing, bookmarks, photography, envelopes, collage) and when I ignore it with activities and doings and chores, I lose out on the "voice".  This is why my solitude means so much to me.  I center my being when I am still.  I focus on the source that threatens to erupt with huge force.  When I do this.. it doesn't erupt.  It is allowed to breathe upward slowly in a gentle breeze. (cheesy?) Oh well.  Maybe I'm getting carried away with all this inspiration!  But....

I LOVE IT!

Monday blessings to you.

-j