i arrive earlier than i’d like to; my preference when attending something alone is to arrive not early, not late, but in the middle. i don’t like having all the seat options to choose from-i am aware of the way picking a seat has the potential to paralyze me because i’m feeling a bit unsure of myself. but i was told i could leave my insecurities behind and i remind myself of this as i sit down and breathe a prayer to the One who is in charge of Providential connections.
i Release it
i sit there, a recipient of Myquillyn’s art. personally i lack the skill and know nothing about the composition of a room. but she does. and her art creates a framework for what is becoming within my soul.
i Receive it
the time together begins and Traci keeps us on schedule and informed about the important details. personally i lack the skill and know nothing about the composition of the details surrounding an event. and her art builds on that framework for what is becoming within my soul.
i Rest secure in it
Emily Freeman and Christa Wells spend the beginning hours taking us through the craft of writing. Principles and truths that i will chew on and apply for years to come i am sure. i am paying attention. We are given a break for dinner and then we return for an evening of story and song. i can’t even. These hearts that are traversing the very land of writing-they are so generous in their sharing.
i Take it all in
this is the very thing i need. i know nothing about the composition of notes that make up a song. i do know there is a deep place within my soul where things are becoming. and music-especially the piano-have always been a most effective way for that becoming to transpire. i am learning about the composition of words, but before this event i didn’t fully understand the composition that makes up a writer. the frustrations and tendencies and nuances of “doing homework for a living” as Emily so aptly put it. These two beautiful women have placed their brushstrokes within the framework for what is becoming within my soul.
i am changed by it
Composition is the “State or quality of being put together, The art or practice of so combining the parts of a work of art as to produce a harmonious whole.”* The Master Artist brought together each and every part necessary; all that i’ve mentioned above combined with the people i met, the hands that prepared the snacks, the families behind it all; He has so combined all the parts that became this Writer’s Barn….and produced a harmonious whole to be sure.
He created a Masterpiece
and i delighted in it.
(I will be joining the 31 days writing challenge hosted by The Nester. unless something else comes to me before tomorrow prayer will be my topic.)
*Webster’s 1946 edition