a little of madness, a little of wisdom
spin the compass in the midst of winter
a wild circling, a dance that keeps your heart awake
July – midwinter – sitting on one of the turning points of the year and feeling both the pull to go out into the dark, the cold, and the desire to keep warm and safe.
And realising that sitting in between these points achieves nothing.
There are choices to be made, risks to be taken.
Sometimes we need to use a tool to give us direction, and sometimes we need to be prepared to feel a little vulnerable, a little reckless.
It all keeps the blood pumping rich and hot, even if our breath and fingertips are freezing.
invisible necessity 
I love winter’s wild circling dance of the compass that keeps our hearts awake! Learning to hold the tension of the opposites, within and without, above and below, is fast becoming this poet’s way of life. Beautifully expressed, and as I stand in the burning cathedral of summer, there you are standing in the freezing church of winter. Blessings always, Deborah.
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Yes ❤️ “the tension of the opposites” – holding the world and ourselves in balance – or trying to ❤️
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Claire, Whatever Deborah said, I could not have said it better.
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