Even though it is Spring (on this side of the
world, anyway), this time of year is – for me – a time of sadness. Although the
renewed life that can be seen in every garden and along the sidewalks does give
some kind of solace and as well as the need to start anew, it is time when I
find it more difficult to find inspiration and motivation. When despair is not
an option, the silver lining must be sought, the old coat thrown off, the
cobwebs dusted and some kind of happiness found. Even if it is just the
promise held in the scent of a blooming Yesterday, Today and Tomorrow.
So, in order to keep the spirits up, I propose three
steps.
1. Remember to give it some soul
Elke artikel wat sy maak is ‘n nuwe skoonheid waarvan
sy die skepper is: dis hare en ‘n ander kon dit nie so gemaak het nie, want sy
het haar siel daarin gegiet.
Every article she makes is a new beauty of which
she is the creator: it is her own and no one else could have made the like
because she poured her soul into it.
2. Do not dwell in a grey twilight
Far better is it to dare mighty things, to win
glorious triumphs, even though checkered by failure... than to rank with those
poor spirits who neither enjoy much nor suffer much, because they live in a
gray twilight that knows not victory nor defeat.
- Theodore Roosevelt
- Theodore Roosevelt
3. Go to the source
Before
the throne
In my room I
will bow before the throne
And be still
and search for words
In the
tongues I know
To exalt and
praise and plead.
I will go
into my room to be alone,
I will be
still and think only of this
And realise
that there is an ear that will hear my words
On the throne
that none can see.
I will think
of ancient stone and desert lands harsh to withstand
And buildings
great and grand.
But not
there, not there will I go, not where all can see
A lone person
praying. A broken person pleading.
I will be
still and know that here my words are like
A song of
praise that I can but imagine and not sing,
That
stuttering words will become sweet music,
That simple
words will be given flight,
That all
asked from the Prince will be answered,
That the
Spirit will fill the simple room where I am,
That the King
will place his hand on my shoulder,
That I will
go from this room with new life.
Tears will be
dried,
New life will
enter me.
New love will
enter me.
New peace
will enter me.
I will be
unbound and look at the world anew.
I will go
into my room to be alone,
To plead, to
praise, to humbly ask for new life.
