Yesterday clipped along at a staccato pace, and so today I am giving over to the quiet. Just this quick note, then: I was directed to a YouTube video of David Whyte yesterday by a little piece of synchronicity (see yesterday’s post)… and I jotted this down from a poem he uttered:
“You must learn one thing… The world was made to be free in. Sometimes, it takes the darkness and the sweet confinement of your aloneness to learn that anything or anyone that does not bring you alive is too small for you.”
I wish I could impart this message into the DNA of my boys.
anything or anyone that does not bring you alive is too small for you.”
if only we could learn this so much younger than we do. i think this is the antithesis of teen years.
the teen years strike me as a strange combination of restriction and inflation… everything is somehow possible, and yet, there is the opinion of others to think about. I think Oprah said that one of the great things about being 50 was that she had finally learned not to care about other people’s opinions… it may take me to 60!