Everything.
When I read this, my shoulders dropped.
Oh, how those shoulders love to cozy up to my ears!
It felt so good, I read it again. Out loud.
Everything I need shall be provided today.
Everything.
Yes, I thought. Okay.
Then a voice, Are you kidding me?
And another, That's absurd!
And, you don't really believe that, do you?
In an effort to avoid an argument with the committee, I chose not to respond. Wandering with camera in hand, I repeated this mantra quietly to myself, settling my eyes (and lens) on the kitchen table:
tulips, books, Claire's book bag, tea, sunlight.
*Everything I need shall be provided today.
Everything.
* from The Language of Letting Go by Melody Beattie
This is so true. The picture filled me with longing.
ReplyDeleteBe with the longing and all the rest. I get it...
ReplyDeleteThanks for writing.