Today, I want to thank all of you who read and follow this blog. I really appreciate it! So, thank you.
I had high hopes for yesterday’s post. There was a lot I wanted to say about the light that shows the way, yet forbids it. But when I sat down to write, I discovered that there was nothing to say. Chopin’s words alone were powerful than anything I could come up.
And today, I am aware of the light that shows the way and forbids it. There is so much to do. So much I want to do (and, yes, tons of stuff I feel I have to do). This pretend “still life” photo of mason jars and The New York Times is full of movement; it’s full of things I want to be doing. Even though I can sense what I want to be doing, it’s hard to get there.
The jars are for my on-going kefir, kombucha, and sourdough project. I’ve made some kefir already and it’s pretty good. I’m most excited by the fact that it actually tastes like kefir. Tonight, I’m feeding and preparing my sourdough starter so I can make bread in a couple of days and I’m brewing some tea so that I can drop my kombucha baby in there. I’m pretty excited.
That light is shining. Can’t quite see the way, but I can feel it.