I think this past week was entitled Time Away from Words. I took a little word vacation as well as a reflection vacation, and I have to say- it was quite refreshing. I think sometimes we just need a little vacation away from words. I found myself reflecting less, listening more and just trying to quiet my brain when I realized I was simply too exhausted for words to be written on paper. 

It was a beautiful week as always filled with laughter and friends and family dinner, a viewing, a critical heart surgery. This week was almost a small snapshot of every possible mystery and tragedy and worry and joy and fear and community-type feeling one can experience in this game we call life. A reminder of how fragile life is, how unpredictable, how joyous but also terrifying. 

Somtimes we need time away from words to really connect with the human body of words again and what they mean and how they create constructs of feelings and emotions, how they can heal or hurt, how they can become symbols of triumph or pillars of fear. 

So it is my hope this week that my reflections become more fluid, my fingers ever more nimble and my heart willing once again to create words on the pages of the books I have yet to finish.