Wednesday, May 30, 2012

The Mind is an Empty Vessel


With all the things there are to do -
With all the things to worry about -
I try to keep my mind an empty vessel.

Receptive and inquisitive.

No place for a crumpled shop receipt, a dusty paperclip, or soiled rubber band.
A clear and focused space,
Creatively beckoning for more.


Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Places We Call Home


Those of you who follow this blog will have noticed that I started a new blog last week - Places We Call Home. As I wrote on the first post, this phrase has been running through my head for a while and imploring me to explore its possibilities. I'd begun to write several draft blog posts and for some reason I wasn't able to complete a single one. Too much thinking about the topic, and trying too hard for the new blog to be unique.

So, I've decided, for now, to delete Places We Call Home because it isn't feeling quite right as a separate blog. I'll continue to follow the theme but will just do it here on Following the Silver Thread.

After all, it really is kind of my home.

Tuesday, May 22, 2012

Whisper It Softly


If you listen very closely you'll hear its soft tune
Beckoning you to dance.

Move to its gentle, wild rhythm.
It's your own.

Thursday, May 17, 2012

Settling Down


These past few weeks, my mind has been a whirlwind of anxiety while I've been engrossed in studying for the Life in the United Kingdom - A Journey to Citizenship test. I needed to pass this in order to apply for my 'settlement visa' to live, permanently, in the UK.

Most of my creative work, and frankly, most of my general sanity and inner-peace flew out the window while I filled my head with a random selection of facts about Britain and worried whether or not I would know enough of them to pass the test, which I did, I'm happy to report, yesterday.

I'm not sure how my mind took over so much the last few weeks, and it's pointless, really, to speculate. Regardless, today I am granting myself my own personal 'settlement visa' - permission for my mind to surrender and my spirit to renew so that I can, as we are all truly able to do in each moment - begin again.


Monday, May 7, 2012

One Small World


Driftwood from Squibnocket beach.

Beads from the Naschmarkt in Vienna.

Two worlds brought simply together.

Tuesday, May 1, 2012

Only Connect


Blessings on the tenderness that dwells within us.