After weeks of endless sun - today - rain promises.
In the morning light - the skies are dark.
The greens are bright. The cows graze - ambivalent to the majesty that surrounds.
I arrive here following 30 days of silence.
I search to find my voice.
Half way thru the months we call summer. More than half way thru this year.
There's been time to think...time to listen.
In this quiet pause...and in this in between.
There were set intentions...promised promises...all the things I wished might 'be'.
Seeing things through from start to finish...and beginning to end.
I know I need to release....and let go of those self-declared expectations.
I can be my own harshest critic...in too many ways.
More than half-way there...and I'm nowhere close to anywhere.
Maybe it's okay....and maybe it's not so much so.
I don't really know anymore. I'm not sure it matters.
Feeling my way....and listening as the rain falls.