I too am dormant at this time of year.
After the initial serge of witches and bats and Halloween hats, to the final push of Christmas whimsy,
I now rest in chilling hours. Like an apple tree. They require any number of Chill hours from 200 to 1000 hours. (Chilling unit in agriculture is a metric of a plant's exposure to chilling temperatures.) They require this time to set fruit and be productive again......
I am coming to trust this concept...that it is a natural part of my creative cycle. I am not saying that I like it. I am learning to honor it though and not fear it. It does not mean that I will not create, or that my gift has gone away.
It means I am resting.
I push and this is what I have made...
but it is not easily done
They sleep, waiting for faces.
Their feet will soon dance!!!
Hoping you are happy in your resting as Well...
Robin of Baggaraggs
4 comments:
Oh Robin, yes- we humans also need the rest -the Chilling hours-
the time to gain our creative energy, and once more walk down the path of that land of imagination, where we will find our muse talking to us!
I can see you have already been there, my dearest friend!
As you are safe from my flue,I send you warm hugs.Love you ,-Dorthe
Oh I love this concept Robin, the cycles that are so natural yet frustrating and bring an unease that is not satisfied until the circle comes round again. xox
What an interesting way to honor this cold period of resting. Your dolls will be ready for you when you are ready for them. Chilling and recharging is a very good thing...
This is a beautiful post-I love your writing Baggs.
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