except in you

i'm running on fumes this week . . . chiselling at the heap of professional and personal commitments and obligations that doesn't get smaller but morphs from day to day in terms of its content. i recognized this in myself when at the beginning of the week i thought "a week off would be really good right about now" and recognized as i thought it that i would use that week to catch up on all the work and household tasks that i'm not keeping up with. inside that mix is a lot less personal time to care for myself than is necessary and so i will be looking at managing my next few days a little differently in order to allow for some "on-the-fly" healing and energizing.

the sun is tucked away this morning behind clouds that are going to choose later on whether to rain or snow.

except in you
honour,
my loveliest,
nothing
may move may rest
--you bring

(out of dark the
earth) a
procession of
wonders
huger than prove
our fears

were hopes:the moon
open
for you and close
will shy
wings of because;
each why

of star (afloat
on not
quite less than all
of time)
gives you skilful
his flame

so is your heart
alert,
of languages
there's none
but well she knows;
and can

perfectly speak
(snowflake
and rainbow mind
and soul
november
and april)

who younger than
begin
are, the worlds move
in your
(and rest,my love)
honour

e.e. cummings

this image is a tissue paper collage created by jungian analyst dr. edith wallace. edith is connected with the duversity which can be found here: http://www.duversity.org/
go here to see the similarly extraordinary work of karen stefano: http://www.duversity.org/artgallery.htm
go here to find out how its done - and why:
http://www.tissuepapercollage.net/pdf/tpc-steffano.pdf