Lately I have been asking myself, “to live quietly, and in love – is that enough?” I think, for me, that it may be. The more I settle into living quietly and in love, and determine that indeed it is enough- the more happy, content, peaceful I feel. Living quietly and in love I may be a poet, wife, mother, artist, lover of the spiritual life, gardener, tinkerer, sheet changer, dish washer, errander, generous friend - “Living quietly and in Love” seems to create an envelope of grace around all I do, feel, and am throughout the day. It is like finding permission to breathe, and to give one’s heart to every moment. – less striving, less argument.
This morning I caught the fragrance of the lilacs while taking out the compost to the bin- lilacs we dreamed and planted years ago which are finally blooming now. On Saturday Jonah and I transplanted the strawberries, and I imagined Bella enjoying their sweetness. As we survey our fruit trees, we see that there will be pears and apricots in addition to the apples, raspberries, and peaches.
All that we have planted is growing, stretching down roots into the soil, branches reaching up to the sky, drawing the heavens down…
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i like this post. i wonder if i could live quietly and in love. sounds like a reasonable intention. thanks for sharing. cindy
this is a lovely post…
it is a beautiful thing to realize that kind of contentment in quiet and love… as life grows simpler, there is more to notice, and to value… in the most basic and wonderful of things… so many times we can walk through life in a sort of unconscious stupor, with little time or attention for noticing the strawberries and the apples, raspberries and peaches…
Ingrid,
Just reading the phrase, “living quietly and in love”, creates such inner peace. Not often a notion affects me like that. It must mean that my soul resonates very deeply with it. I am so glad you wrote of this here…I am savoring the thought and intention…
xxxooo