I've been trying to isolate, to cohere a book, so I'm in my home, staying close to home, my inner home, and this one, too, a structure with surroundings of trees and roots. What I see though is that even here the outside world enters in so many ways, so much beauty, so much to share. There is no block - in and out are one.
I am re-reading Viktor Frankl's book, Man's Search for Meaning. I'm opened in his words.
Between stimulus and response there is a space. In that space is our power to choose our response. In our response lies our growth and our freedom.
My guidance on the book I'm bringing forth is this:
The work of the eyes is done. Go now and do the heart-work on the images imprisoned within you.
- Rainer Maria Rilke
I lean into bringing my heart images forth. I bend to receive, this moment, holy and intimate with love and the gentle, tender, and even fierce sharing of care.