A Writing from Doris Russell

My greatest wealth is the deep stillness in which I strive and grow
and win what the world cannot take from me with fire or sword."

--Goethe

This is a true statement.

The bowing down of the creature before her God.

When the boredom passes
there is just the utter stillness and awe between
you and I

I stretch out my arms and the stillness envelops me.

I didn't understand it then -

the boredom, the quiet, the loneliness -
the utter dryness of it all.

Yet my sisters and I stood before you in our sameness
and we were one in the quiet.

I get the same feeling here in the Circle as I did many
years ago

But now there is no boredom
Just an ever unfolding awe as the day melts into the night -
And I look forward to the mystery of life - the next breath
A little scared - but excited in hushed anticipation of the
next moment.

This came from a writing I did at Emily's creativity circle on Sunday November 11.

Struggling
to form words,
express ideas.
I see
frustration
on your face,
in your eyes.
Your mouth contorts
trying to make the words
come out.
Are you mad at me
for challenging you?
Or mad at yourself
because you can't
manipulate
the words,
your thoughts,
me.
It used to be so easy
for you
to twist things.
Not anymore.
Maybe now
you'll have to be
honest.