the wren (and book update!)

on Sunday, I envied a wren –
small, brown, prosperous
with song as he clung
with the catkins
to the willowy twigs

all the world is sideways,
I’d decided – except
quite plainly, his

© Sarah Whiteley

This morning I received an update from the publisher on the status of Wandering Wonderful book orders. They have finally been printed and orders are on their way to Finishing Line Press now where they will be prepared for mailing. From what I can gather, book orders will be shipped to individuals sometime between June 4th and 18th.

A heartfelt thank you to everyone for their patience and support!

hiking near the Pacific Crest Trail

thirty-two water crossings
and just shy of ten miles

later, I might discover
a jealousy of this stone

but for now I am here and
its perspective is mine –

yes, it is possible to be
both cold and cradled

for exhilaration to rise
from old bones and leaf mold

I am more I, more in
while I am without

it is life that kisses me
through creek-wet feet

© Sarah Whiteley

taking stock

what matters is this –

that there are cranes strolling in the shallows –
a silhouetted grace against the sky’s dying bloom

that the waters of the sound cradle the brilliance
that pinkens the hills and wash the dusklight onto shore

that chilled feet are soaked in sandy shoes
and blue jeans are wet up to the knees

that cold hands find each other in the dark
and that beauty remains long after the day has gone

© Sarah Whiteley

A rough couple of days punctuated by the absolute perfection of a stroll along the Puget Sound at dusk on Saturday evening. I am so very lucky to have special friends who know just how to help me put things in perspective.

New Perspective

I used to loathe New Year’s. To me it was a reminder of all that I’d failed to do, all the turmoil and upheaval and the things that went wrong somehow. I wanted the year to just be over so that I could begin a new one. Except that, even beginning a new year, I didn’t exactly look forward to that supposed “fresh beginning.” I couldn’t shake the feeling that somehow I’d lost a year and was probably going to muck up the next one as well. My whole perspective was defeatist and toxic.

Now things have shifted. I can’t say exactly how or when,… but they have. It’s like when you live in a place for years and have the same view day after day and suddenly one morning, you look up and actually see what’s in front of you and realize just how beautiful it is.

This year has been very difficult. I still feel that and acknowledge that. I’ve had more than a few scrapes and bruises and storms to weather. To discount that would mean also discounting the fact that I’m here and stronger – just with a few more callouses. But the difficulties no longer blind me to what was good and beautiful. I don’t know if this is a product of aging, or writing, or embracing being me,… but whatever it is, I will honor it by marking off 2010’s “beautiful things”…

This year I:
~picked up a paintbrush for the first time in 10 years and have completed four paintings

~took a much-needed trip from New York to Seattle where my welcome was reaffirmed in the city I love

~began writing a work a fiction – embracing my quirky sense of humor and love of whimsy

~realized my worth to others and recognized that I am loveable and loved (this one’s a biggie for me)

~made some wonderful friends in New York (and survived a New York winter with all my toes)

~embraced a crush for what it was and willingly walked away while still enjoying the “butterflies”

~drove 2,764 miles in a car packed with all my belongings, Freyja-dog as co-pilot, and returned to Seattle – taking in some amazing views along the way that I will never forget

~moved into a tiny apartment in my favorite Seattle neighborhood and enjoyed (am still enjoying) making that space my own

~got rid of my television and made more time for creative pursuits in the process

~watched Freyja (once afraid of everything) bloom into a wonderful, intelligent, loving companion (and watched her play in snow for the 1st time)

~reconnected with a cherished friend

~enjoyed a beautiful fall in Seattle

~adopted a 2nd rescue dog – dubbed Angus Wee Beastie – who quickly became Freyja’s bestest little buddy

~wrote a new piece of music of which I am especially proud

~purchased a bottle of champagne and made plans to celebrate (actually celebrate) the arrival of the new year

So here’s to the New Year and most importantly, a new perspective! May 2011 be full of beautiful things for all of you who have helped to make 2010 worth celebrating.