I believe I am a thoughtful, creative, communicative person who has a lot to say and should be able to come up with dozens of blog topics on any given day. And yet, somehow, after hanging out on Facebook and checking my email and now reading dozens of tweets on my Twitter account, I end up feeling inundated with information and unable to produce anything new.
Add to the usual information overload (hardly a new or unique story in the 21st century), this summer I have been the unofficial-interim-lead pastor while our senior pastor is on spiritual renewal leave (while still working half-time at my non-profit job), and I am planning my wedding (with a great deal of assistance from my lovely fiance!) for early October, and I'm feeling fairly starved of intentional time for sabbath and creativity. Yes, I am making sure I get a day off from paid work each week, and there are a few creative tasks in the wedding preparations, but they are constrained by social expectations and deadlines... not the greatest combination!
I long for time
for space uncluttered
for escape and retreat
for solitude
(and loving company)
for purposefulness and play
for harmony and balance
for grounding and center
and I know this requires discipline
but I want it to be easy
to walk away from my messy floor and kitchen table
from my buzzing messages and beeping calendar
from the spend spend spend
and decide important things every day
of planning a threshold day
and simply find that space
that peace
that rest
in the meadow
where time is the sliding of sunbeams
and pressure is a pattern of grass under my skin
and the world speaks in quieter, broader, less pixelated ways
with a hum and a sigh and a song.
