Going to a Place Mary Oliver Would Write Poetry About

I've packed a journal, some pens, clothes that let my body move freely.  I've packed music that feeds me, stories to entertain me, and food that nourishes more than my stomach.  I've packed all the heavy things I've been carrying so I can leave them next to the river.  I've packed thoughts and dreams and all the words that have been trying to spill out so I can open them up in the fresh morning air.  I've packed only the things I need and none of the things that will keep me from breathing deeply.  I've packed everything I'll need to smell the flowers and taste the rain and dig my toes into the mud.  I've packed it all and I hope when I get there I finally remember what it's really like to exist in fullness...if just for a few days.

I'll see you when I get back...

Comments

[Sue Mannel]

You're so awesome! I just love the way you photograph and write. Have a blast!

xoxo~

Sue

[deirdre]

Have a wonderful time.

[kelly]

enjoy! i love this picture. so sweet.

[Marilyn]

Hope it's everything you want it to be...hope you can just be...

[Star]

Look in the water and see your beauty reflected back to you. Wishing you a journey disguised as a trip.