For Now

I'm back from ten days in Vermont, ten days brimming with writing, learning, discussing, dorm living, cafeteria food, cold and snow, water outages, travel, delayed luggage, inspiration, exhaustion. This was the residency part of my low-residency MFA program. Now, back home in my cozy living room with two sweet, grey cats to keep me company while my husband is at work, I sit. I sit and acknowledge that I am tired. There is two feet of snow outside and a two-foot pile of dirty clothes upstairs. I am not shoveling the driveway or doing laundry. I am not really writing or even thinking all that much. Words whisper, stories beckon. Mostly all I can do is sit. I cannot tell if I am full or empty. For now I will sit. I will drink tea, fill myself up with sweet music, feel the soft, warm fur of a grey cat between my fingers, pick up a book, let myself -- and the world -- be. For now.

Comments

[vivienne]

i tend to feel the same way when i return from a trip. just sit my friend! you deserve the rest.

[danielle]

I concur. Sometimes, all that's needed is a bit of sitting. Just sit. Be. Let your home welcome you. ;o)

[Helen (Dixon Hill Girl)]

Welcome home, Jenna!

[gem]

blessings in this, dear Jenna.
love from here to there...
xo

[Maryse]

I love "I cannot tell if I'm full of empty". I was e-mailing a friend about it this morning. Strange feeling. And you're right: it's the sign that it's time to recharge. To to nothing and thorugh that, actually do all that is needed!
Maryse

[Katie @ cakes, tea and dreams]

You are wise, Jenna. Sink in and savor your rest.

[Kat]

Dear Jenna,
I'd just like to add a little something to your thoughts, as they swirl around you, as you sit and regroup.
I recently received Lanterns and am savouring every morsel. It is the PERFECT thing for me to be reading right now, and it speaks to me on so many levels that I will be reading and re-reading it for some time to come. And giving it as a gift to very special friends.
It is a remarkable achievement. What an incredible segue from one year to the next. Please allow yourself to be proud.
With respect and admiration.
Kat

[kristen]

it sounds like a lovely welcome home.