"Neither are these writings of event or of periods of time exactly, but created out of mood, of reaction to various happenings in the world, and of my own searchings and findings in, if you will allow it, the fields of the spirit.”
“Consider what is written rather as parts of a conversation, or a long and slowly arriving letter—somewhat disorderly, natural in expression, and happily unfinished."
~ Winter Hours: Prose, Prose Poems, and Poems by Mary Oliver
Over the last couple of days, I have been dipping in and out of 'Winter Hours' by Mary Oliver. Her introduction is just what I need in this season of living and writing. The idea that our story is never finished is what often stops us from writing at all. The present moment is all we have, the meeting place of experience and circumstance intersecting with our season and life, cycles of nature, and the generational turnings of culture.
I find the phrase 'happily unfinished' liberating. I hope you do too."
Be well,
Kathy