A perfect morning to journal out on the deck overlooking the lake. Birds are going mad with pleasure chirping, squawking, twittering, flitting. It’s warm with a cool fresh flower-scented breeze.
SHADOW ~Image courtesy of Josh Otis~
The sun is to my right. My pencil runs just ahead of its narrow shadow on the journal page. If we step toward the light – our shadows follow us. If we walk away from the light – we walk into our shadows. A natural metaphor. I’ve come to believe that everything I need for writing is right here in the present moment. I don’t need to stretch out to seek the perfect metaphor. It’s here and now in the scene. It’s staring me in the face. I just have to open my eyes and Look.
May you walk with open eyes today.
Fellow travelers, walk well.