Invisible Exchanges

Caught between needing the old songs and searching for the new ones. Trying to pull out of deep divining mode enough to translate it all into time tables and scheduled reminders. But also feeling the power of listening, of waiting. The way my most powerful work is creating new futures. Weaving one now, and it takes the kind of deep energy that growing children inside of me did. Trying to acknowledge and honor this invisible exchange with appropriate spaciousness and rest.