Thursday, May 23, 2013

Wild


We haven't seen the sun since Sunday. The clouds have hung around like blankets, offering a bit of rest and respite before the swell of summer activities that begins this weekend. It is our last week of our first year of homeschooling... and we are taking things quietly. Reviewing and reading and easing our way into a schedule of more relaxed days and a routine of not much. 

But we want the sun. At nearly five and six and a half, the kids need to be outside. Thunderstorms loom and the inside of our home is bursting with energy and this is another reminder that I cannot contain wild beings. 

They are not meant to be contained, these children. 

I've been feeling the same way about writing. That it cannot be contained. That if you have the itch for it, the want, the desire to stream words together, they cannot be contained to a mind. They need to be spilled out, bursting forth from a safe, comfortable home with wild abandon. 

Wild. How often do we see that word and cringe? Cower in the face of a wild thought or craving or urge? Scared that it might be too much. Too primal. Indecent. But maybe, just maybe, if we let go of some our inhibitions regarding all things wild, we can connect to our natural, our primal, needs and fulfill ourselves in a deeper more fulfilling way. Instead of stifling and hiding. 

And so the blanket of clouds offers a bit of a cushion, a pillow of rest before the swell. 

5 comments:

  1. Irony over here....I'm reading Cheryl Strayed's Wild, and although it's tough to put down, I like your writing voice better. Your writing is more accessible to me, more comforting than edgy, even though you do not hold back on truth. Restriction and spare language can be a way to show something in it's wildness. Nature has simple leaf patterns and soft blossoms too. What I mean to say is that your wild writing voice is beautiful and free.

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  2. Love this: "...if we let go of some our inhibitions regarding all things wild, we can connect to our natural, our primal, needs and fulfill ourselves in a deeper more fulfilling way. Instead of stifling and hiding." This is a year of "writing dangerously" for me, not letting fear or worry about what others will think get in the way of writing and sharing the words He has given me and THIS is exactly why. Beautifully written - no, the wild can't be contained forever - it needs to be set free.

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  3. Wild is different from reckless... I agree with Jennifer - there's something soothing about your wild voice. I wonder if sometimes we think wild has to look reckless to be truly wild - great food for thought.

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  4. oh yes, there is something wild in each of us that needs to be set free, used as a tool for creativity and play. love this post.

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