“And so the truth is
that as much as we love to be alone,
we want to be together.
It is the paradox of the poem,
playing out in our very life.
The poem is most usually written in solitude.”
~ From “Purple Bottle Journal” in Love. Etc.: Poems of Love, Laughter, Longing, & Loss by L.L. Barkat
Word Count: 40
Hoping you find a little slice of poetic solitude this weekend.
Today’s Reading: Acts 24-28
In the stillness,
Sandy
Welcome to the Still Saturday Community where we pause after a busy week, move in quiet pilgrimage, maybe linger a while in some still place, and soak in the beauty of images and words. We’d love for you to join us. Get the details on the left, grab your favorite button, and link up below. We all love to hear if something especially speaks to your heart, but please don’t feel pressured to comment. Simply take some time to gaze long and drink deep.
Hi Sandra! I just read your “Meet Sandra” and I am so impressed by our similarities. I am a Nana (close, right?) and a nurse myself. My last job in nursing was a 12 year hitch at an OB/GYNE office. I finally decided to quit and try writing. I’d been called to it for a long time, but I thought the voice calling me was crazy!
Oh yes. And I have two children. Both adopted.
I hope to visit you often! Please come by and visit me sometimes too. We may have a lot to teach each other.
Happy Weekend!
Ceil
That’s crazy! In a good way. I love how God makes connections here in cyberspace. Patricia (below) is a nurse, too. 🙂
I never stayed 12 years in one place–until we moved to this house. 😉
So lovely, Sandra. I think that’s true of all writing, don’t you? We long for relationship – to connect with others in and with our writing, and yet the very act requires solitude. I hope your weekend is as lovely as you. xox
Oh, I like how you ran with that, Patricia. Our writing, though usually done in solitude, is our way of connecting with others–and often a way of connecting with ourselves.
I so enjoy being around people – but, like the poem says, it is in the solitude where the story is written – it is where it is wrestled with and where decisions are made. Wise insight! Wishing you solitude to write your story!
The links I put up last night disappeared, so I entered them again! 🙂 Such a lovely blog party each week. Thanks for hosting!
Hi Virginia,
I deleted them and sent you an email. I don’t know what’s up, but for some reason I kept getting a warning from my virus protector which finally blocked me from your site. I sent a report so they could check it in the event it’s a false alarm. But you’ll probably want to check it from your end. 🙁
Sandra, thank you for these words, the image, this restful place to gather. Bless you, dear friend.
And, following on with Patricia’s comment, I’m learning to write when I’m not alone. It’s stimulating.
I often find “a little slice of poetic solitude” just by visiting you here. 🙂 Thank you for this place of respite.
Sandy, love the picture of the beach with the rocks… I would like to spend a day there and bring a rock home to remember.
Thank you for inspiring each of us to poetic solitude! Thanks for hosting & God bless!
Hi Sandra 🙂 Again, you’ve shared a quote that just sinks deep inside the soul. There is nothing more precious than finding yourself in a place of solitude and quietness. It is rich and full of encounters
Claudia
So very true – – the paradox of needing time alone and time with others. I am learning we need both. Now I need to figure out the balance of the two 🙂 Blessings!
Sandra, thank you for sharing all the links! Can’t wait to browse through them.
Thanks so much for coming by, Margaret. I’m loving the challenge of these 40 days. 🙂