--I have been writing a bit in these days of weariness. I have also been reading a bit.
--Yesterday I wrote this Facebook post:
"The milkweed is blooming this week--these are plants that have been eaten back to bare stalks several times since I bought them in July. They are hardy souls.
We are too.
The monarchs have returned to the milkweed to enjoy the new growth. Even the non-poets can see the metaphor."
--I have been taking very small breaks at school to enjoy the colors of the flowers in the butterfly garden. Yesterday I took my camera. And lo and behold, a monarch butterfly came, and I captured this great shot:
--I am in the process of finishing my application for the certificate program in spiritual direction--by which I mean that I've gotten the paperwork to the people who will write letters of recommendation. I will write my essay over the next 2 week-ends, and have the application in the mail by Oct. 28.
--Let me remember the gratitude lessons from the butterfly garden. Shriveled plants can regenerate. What looks like abandonment might not be. Concrete vistas can be transformed.