I haven’t been feeling inspired to write blog posts. Perhaps I have developed an instinct to watch what I say. I hope not.
I don’t like to leave the blog fallow for too long. In the past, when I haven’t had much to say, I have shared someone else’s words.
Here’s a beautiful poem for you to enjoy: William Stafford’s “You Reading This, Be Ready.”
I’ll share one part here in case you don’t click for the whole thing:
Will you ever bring a better gift for the world
than the breathing respect that you carry
wherever you go right now? Are you waiting
for time to show you some better thoughts?
The breathing respect of right now. That’s what this post is. Without waiting for better thoughts.
This post is dedicated to Morgan F., who shared the poem with me.