knee deep in weeds

notes on a simple life

three on tuesday || filtering down

“Writing, regardless of the end result—whether good or bad, published or not, well reviewed or slammed—means celebrating beauty in an often ugly world.” 
― Mary Karr, The Art of Memoir

the stagnate air within the house, along
with my bottled up confusion
causes my emotions to run amok.
i feel self absorbed, estranged from the life around me
and very much on my own.

“When one is a stranger to oneself then one is estranged from others too. If one is out of touch with oneself, then one cannot touch others.” 
― Anne Morrow Lindbergh, Gift from the Sea

rivulets of rain run off the roof, overflow the gutters
and water gushes up around my shoes;
and yet, i grasp that getting
out of the house is crucial for my sanity.

“There are, in fact, certain roads that one may follow. Simplification of life is one of them.” 
― Anne Morrow Lindbergh, Gift from the Sea

i take a wrong turn and suddenly feel the shortcomings of my age.
i watch the wipers fling the paper-thin sheets
of water off the windows effortlessly and i pause to regroup. 
i take a left and notice that overhead the sun is filtering down though
patches of blue sky hovering over the sound.  
i sense that i am headed in the right direction. 
i turn the wipers off and their rhythm is replaced
by the slow rolling waves of salt water. 
and there on the rocky shore, joy and awareness,
peace and calm, filter down though me at last. 

“I want first of all... to be at peace with myself. I want a singleness of eye, a purity of intention, a central core to my life that will enable me to carry out these obligations and activities as well as I can. I want, in fact--to borrow from the language of the saints--to live "in grace" as much of the time as possible. I am not using this term in a strictly theological sense. By grace I mean an inner harmony, essentially spiritual, which can be translated into outward harmony. I am seeking perhaps what Socrates asked for in the prayer from the Phaedrus when he said, "May the outward and inward man be one." I would like to achieve a state of inner spiritual grace from which I could function and give as I was meant to in the eye of God.” 
― Anne Morrow Lindbergh, Gift from the Sea