Gift of Silence

 

Moving alone on the page we often find ourselves companioned by higher forces, by a stream of insights and inspirations that seem somehow "other" than our routine thinking. 

I've been doing the morning pages for 30 years, and I have the boxes in the antic to prove it.  I was using spiral notebooks till I learned how to make the Coptic stitch books. The no lines though were something I got use to and managed well.  Then I decided to put a line sheet in there so I just move it from page to page and lay it underneath.  

This morning I was able to really enjoy the gift of silence on the page and the stream of insight. The place where others don't have to see and I don't have worry about and the place where the word spill out and the wisdom seeps.  

Our wintertime allows for this gift of silence too if we allow it for ourselves.