My plan for today’s post was to pair a collection of gratuitous spring photos taken at dusk with some wise and touching words from some famously wise and touching person and call it a day. But then I figured I should challenge myself to share my own words, speak from my own heart. All day I wondered just what I should say. I dragged my feet and procrastinated, mulled things over in my head. Granted, I got a lot of other things done to avoid this post. (Let’s just say there is a lot more in the garden now than the above radishes and peas!) I have the utmost respect for people who are so easily open and honest, who have it all figured out, or at least seem to have it all figured out. At times I feel like my blog is very impersonal, just a rundown of details and specifics: Hey, here is my knitting progress and hey, here is a bee in the blueberry blossoms. My life is getting busier and busier and I feel as if I have less and less time to think. And that is not a bad thing. I’ve found that working with my hands and opening my heart to good things, like gratitude and awe, leaves little room for other, negative things in my life. But doubt and worry and guilt and those other niggling little emotions are tricky and can sneak in even the smallest of cracks. That is kind of where I’m at right now: learning I need to stop fighting against these thoughts and emotions and bend just enough to not break. Let them pass over me, then straighten myself up and keep going.