I am cultivating simplicity, relying less on entertainment, technology, and complexity.
At this time, this post-election time, I am plunging my heart into my faith. Nurturing it. Encouraging it to believe in itself - faith in faith. I want deep faith. For I know now that the further I go, the more light I find.
This is an earnest surrender to the mysterious. I am waiting for clarity, looking for clues to feed and please my curiosity, though the solving of every story comes when it is ready. Time reveals the truth piece by piece by peeling away the veils of falsity like a snakeskin.
I am finding comfort within, in my quiet company, in my being. It is work at first to sit without noise or sound or screen. When I sink into temporary boredom, it is a freedom. Boredom is a moment of emptiness. A cup ready to be filled by the Infinite. A space for creativity to be birthed and raised. It is a silent space. It is a brave invitation, a homecoming of the self...even for a short moment, seconds of stillness. A candle. A notebook. A pen. It is why losing electricity once in a while is a blessing. A mid-stop. A pause from the pattern of fleeing into screens.
I don't want to disregard art. I want to stand on the island of reason and choose the boats I throw my imagination and time. A film. A television show. A gallery. A speech. A poetry reading. And rarely now do I feel pulled to watch the news or spend my evenings on the couch.