Suspended
Posted on | September 29, 2009 | 3 Comments

I feel like a part of me is suspended above myself somewhere, caught among the helium balloon strings of my heart. Can’t quite seem to find solid ground, yet, again. It’s become a pattern for me lately.
Everything is gold and rust here: the light, the leaves, the barns bathed in late afternoon sun. Trying to catch my breath and find a rhythm today.
In my molskine quickly scribbled quotes. Together, they’re where I’m at right now:
“I believe in everything that has not yet been said.” ~ Rilke
“I write to discover what I know.” ~ Flannery O’Connor
“The wrong answer is the right answer in search of a different question. Collect wrong answers as a part of the process. Ask different questions.” ~ Bruce Mau
“It is as if mothers have two hearts and two bodies–one heart loves the babies, the other heart attends to the world; one body feeds the babies, the other body moves through ttime and space.” ~ Elizabeth Lesser
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September 29th, 2009 @ 2:25 pm
What wonderful quotes, it is giving me a lot to think about.
September 29th, 2009 @ 2:27 pm
I know just how you feel.
It ebbs and flows. in and out.
up and down. back and forth.
I sometimes wish things could always be
on the good side, but that’s not life!
love the quotes!
tara
September 29th, 2009 @ 11:27 pm
I am right there with you. It’s been a rough landing back here in Spain. Just not feeling like myself, struggling with the jetlag (it’s always worse in this direction) and feeling very disconnected from my project. Hoping tomorrow will be better, hoping to start to organize my time in productive ways, and successfully put aside my fervent desire for it to be next summer already…