Attributed to Hemingway this line is a little gem in itself .
Here is my take…
As a writer give in
To flights of fancy
Give in to the dance
Of Imagination.
Be drunk with joy
Of writing with all of you.
Enjoy the immersion
Embody your uniqueness
And flow with the words .
Sense the delights in disarray
Just write on…
As you edit
Stay sober
Be attentive
Be mindful
And aware.
And patient
With yourself.
Most of all
Be here in the now.
Savvy
Ps :I write for joy… so have always enjoyed writing in a flow though never drunk , I confess I have enjoyed the waltz with words as it flows often on. And yet I also know I have a lots to learn about editing. It’s still a work in progress.
At times just when a coach knows it’s progress the client wants to give up.
They may feel the changes are not enough or there may be other personal factors that may be inhibiting their success. It is important to acknowledge their emotions at the moment and celebrate small wins precisely showing how far they have come. As a coach being empathic & encouraging while being flexible and adaptable as you adjust strategies for the way forward aids and facilitates progress.
Often clients face doubt and overwhelm at some point or the other. It is important then to remind them of their why and guide them to stay on course.
So a long long time ago when I started sharing my writing skills, I received a beautiful message from a reader, who also introduced Thomas Merton, the poet & monk to me. I was intrigued by his words. And went on to read more. For back then I didn’t know who Thomas Merton was and had never heard or come across his works.
This morning I came across the above quote, another gem of a quote from the mystical light of this soul…
There are some souls whose works strike a deep chord without ever meeting them… you sense a connection in their words..
I am grateful in all humility to have come across the profoundness of these kindred spirits. 🙏
I wrote this poem below years ago. I had no idea about who Julia Hill was back then. And today I was reminded of my poem, when I came across her story. She is an American Activist who saved Luna the redwood tree by living in it to prevent loggers from cutting off the tree and refusing to backdown.
Today I dedicate this very poem to her and the likes of her and their unwavering spirit to save trees.
The Lady on the Tree.
In the centre of placid calm stands an angel of hope and resilience.
She has birds of hope surrounding her haloed presence.
Be like the lady on the tree.
In the stillness of the water… sensing your spirit feel so free,
Climb the tree in the serenity of the calm and unwind.
Bring composure to the cursory mind.
Move away from the mundane.
And feel more humane.
See the birds dancing by your side,
Singing their sweet songs of hope that will always reside!
Tread gently and softly move
In your journey as you find your groove.
Climb that tree and rest awhile.
Witness the water silently settle.
Renew your spirit and discover your mettle.
Delve in the solitude, seeking the clarity in the calm, unbound
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