Reminded to Play


Sonoran desert - giant saguaros dot the hill. Palo verde trees, ocotillos, cholla and prickly pear, along with other desert plants, spread out over the ground and travel up the hill.Settling in, I ask myself, "What is the spiritual question each chapter asks?" "What concept is each chapter grounded in?" These are the questions I sit with, yearning for an answer.



Creative work, is essentially asking the heart to be at home in a state of play. Even in the deepest, darkest times, filled with the most confusion, if I can play - do something creative without taking it too seriously, then I know I'll be ok.  I start playing with names. Capturing the essential components in a description carved out of Earth, Fire, Water and Air. Celebration of each chapter is expressed in playing with names. 

side view with my arm reaching behind my head. I'm wearing a hat which blocks my eyes. My spiral tattoo on my arm is shining in bright blue. The desert frames the background. As the deadline for the book gets closer, I find I take tasks ever more seriously. Serious business, this choosing titles! Except, little-flitting-yellow butterfly reminds me, this is still a day to play.    

 (Written January 24th 2016)