we re-discovered “Eating Grapes Downwards” a poem we’d loved and somehow lost track of. Christian Wiman describes the mysterious creative process we cannot control, and often aren’t even aware of, but that is part of every life.

Every morning without thinking I open
my notebook and see if something
might have grown in me during the night.
Usually, no. But sometimes a tendril
tries a crack in my consciousness
and if I remain only indirectly aware of it
and tether my attention to the imminent
and perhaps ultimately unseeable
sun, sometimes it will grow.

Reading it again we found wise instructions hidden within it about how to help an idea grow….

…tether…attention to the imminent
and perhaps ultimately unseeable

….which we’ve all got and…

Vincent Van Gogh, detail from Sower with the Setting Sun

…which somehow made us think of the many sun’s Van Gogh painted…

Thanks Ruth!

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