“And don’t think the garden loses its ecstasy in winter. It’s quiet, but the roots are down there riotous.” Rumi
I experience quiet when I awake in the morning and listen to the birds, when I flow through a yoga practice and when I experience nature. From the outside, I am sure that I look mindless. I am not mindless but one with my mind. My mind, my breath, my body and my surroundings are one. I am filling my body with peace and strength just as the roots in winter are gaining their strength.
I am back to my roots journal. I didn’t even make it half way through last year. The crazy part is that I had no idea that was a full year ago! Obviously, I still need rooting. I am floundering through. I know my beliefs. I know who I am at the heart and soul of me. It saddens me that I am unable to permit myself to be vulnerable and open to the one who loves me most beyond my parents. When I looked at the next journal entry prompt, I knew what I wanted to draw. My gut was to draw a kitten cowering which is how I feel inside at times. Next to the kitten, I wanted to draw a lion standing proud which is how I feel the majority of the time. I am confident in myself 90% of the time. For some reason, I didn’t.
Below are some of my previous journal entries that I did not post about last year.
My Top Ponderings 