We did celebrate Thanksgiving again today with our traditional foods, though it was a challenge to stay with it, and I did. I am preferring to try and make it through without the drugs, and finally this evening am feeling a little better. Of course, I slept a great deal and sat again watching the fire for hours.
I have set intention to get through our vast wood pile this year, the accumulation of many years of tree cutting, so we can start fresh next year. We made a good dent the last two days.
I wish I had words of wisdom. I have collected so many wonderful quotes over the years, and I find myself this evening just wanting to feel myself alight like a candle, or fire, with only sputterings and soft clickings, and no words.
I think there is something about feeling that light within me, like a burning log or candle, that feels right for my focus tonight. When I looked into the burning torch of the apple tree last night, I felt I was seeing into a geode on fire. It seems to me that this is always so - I am feeling the fire in my life tonight, the grace, the molten pour.
