I always forget how important the empty days are, how
important it may be sometimes not to expect to produce
anything, even a few lines in a journal. A day when one
has not pushed oneself to the limit seems a damaged
damaging day, a sinful day. Not so! The most valuable
thing one can do for the psyche, occasionally, is to let
it rest, wander, live in the changing light of a room.
Journal of a Solitude
I’ve lived quietly in the “changing light of a room” today and am deeply glad not to have been troubled by the suggestion that it was a “damaged damaging day, a sinful day”. Not for the first time, I’m grateful that May Sarton – one of my favourite contemplative poets – kept her journal for so many years. The lived experience and voiced learning of others is so often such a great help to what “one can do for the pysche”.
2 thoughts on “Live in the changing light”
Needed to hear this today, Simon. Taking a few days off from work to visit a dear friend and struggling to give myself “permission” to be away from work for a little while. Yet I know years from now, it is these precious hours spent with someone I cherish that will remain with me, not some work assignment I might complete…
LikeLiked by 2 people
I couldn’t agree more dear Lori. I hope that you have the best of times. It would be lovely to think that one of us might remember these words ten years from now so that we could reflect together on what we did remember! Meanwhile we’re fortunate that – even if only once in a while – we “come to our senses”. Thanks for sharing your thoughts. Enjoy your time together. 😃
LikeLiked by 1 person