The monotony and solitude of a quiet life stimulates the creative mind.
I am in great need of a good measure of both of the above; my calendar has become far too full. Meanwhile, pushing through, because sometimes that’s what’s required for a season.
I enjoyed a very long and interesting conversation with my daughter yesterday that’s at the top of my simple happy list this morning. It’s a joy to have deep conversations about all manner of things—some serious, others lighter—with one like her who is smart and articulate and willing to go past the surface.
I come away better, with many things to think about and a heart that is grateful. I appreciate the opportunity to understand better what it’s like to walk In a world that is so very different from what it was when I was her age. (Plus, I think she’s brilliant. 🙂 )
There’s much value in seeing through the eyes of another and I’m afraid our society is losing our willingness to do that—this, just one of the many topics of conversation we touched on yesterday.
Anyway, today, busy again—with a pocket of writing time tucked right in the middle of it. Hoping my creative mind kicks into gear at the appointed time.