November Desert

In the November desert.
In Hebrew we say: B’Midbar
Bare branches…endless sky. Nothing but questions.

After one beautiful…long…overwhelming and inspiring retreat week.
Anything is possible.

After so many years of dreaming….I’ve returned to school.
A beginner student with a beginner’s mind.
Recalling my freshman year so many decades ago…navigating what’s yet to be.

Officially - in pursuit of an MFA.
Here and there - I’ll share my journey along my way.

Trust in the Seasons

While I marveled at their will to hold on…
I imagined the strength it takes to simply let go.

Knowing.
They will return.
Their bare branches will grow leaves again.
Trusting in the cycles of the seasons…and mother’s nature.

Past Peak

Once and again…and amidst all the clatter and noise
I found myself asking:
What is true for today?

Past peak. Past prime.
But - still - she wows us with color.