It can be likened to Twilight, often seen as an ending, the soft fade, the quiet close, just before the end. But take a closer look. Twilight is also the beginning. Embrace the Twilight of the New Year. It can be like a clean white slate.
I may be writing, or marketing the latest writing project, yet life goes on. That means getting ready for Christmas, and taking care of things on the property.
Time marches on, yet my hubby finished a project we’ve been brainstorming for several years. I am so delighted.
When we purchased the house, we gained an old cooktop. In its day, it had some interesting features. But compared to today’s cooktops, it was archaic and a gigantic step backward from what we previously owned. It was a twilight time for us. Thinking of changing it created many challenges. We did not want to switch out the countertop but knew that might be a last resort. The downdraft fan was more efficient than current models. With much research and some design ingenuity, my hubby solved the problem. I couldn’t be happier with the outcome.
Below are a before and an after photo.
Before
…and now…
After
And life will continue to march on.
During this holiday season, I trust you will find moments of quiet celebration in your days.
Twilight …the in-between is a collection of poetry. The poems are about life in the in-between spaces. That is where we all live and grow. So, pick up your copy today, or one for a friend. Then sit back and ponder the in-between spaces.
Feel free to share your responses to the poems. Those exchanges are also part of the in-between. Part of our becoming.
A little personal history note:
The December 2 release date is in honor of my mother. Some of my earliest memories from my childhood revolve around the two of us sitting on the sofa in the living room, her reading stories to me. Eventually, I was reading stories to her, and then I was off. Often with a book in hand. The love of the written word carried me away and dropped seeds, planting a desire to write.
So, thank you, Mom, for planting such a love in my heart.
Really, where are you when you are between “here” and “there” or between “now” and “then”?
Perhaps here?
Or maybe here?
The concept of in-between has been on my mind lately. It started after I did a word study of “twilight.”
I’ve been writing poetry and putting it together for a collection. In looking for a title, I liked the emotions TWILIGHT invoked, but didn’t think it matched the theme of my writing.
I, perhaps like you, thought twilight happened daily as the sun sets. Imagine my surprise when I learned twilight happens twice a day and is defined as the period when the sun is below the horizon by a range of degrees. It occurs before the sun rises, and after the sun sets. Twilight is the “in-between” time occurring twice a day.
So, where do you find yourself when you are between here and there? I like to think I’m in the twilight. The word suggests a mystique. What a fun way to think about life! And really, aren’t we perpetually somewhere between here and there?
Yes, TWILIGHT …the in-between hints at what this poetry is about. The book will be available soon. Keep watching for updates and ways you can help promote the book.
I forget how vast this country is, how rapidly the topography changes as we speed down the highway I forget within this vastness lays great variety of how daily living plays out None better, simply different.
I forget how our forefathers struggled to inhabit this land and how the cruelties of climate, geography and wild elements challenged them
I forget how close to the land my own ancestors lived; myself preferring to live in the realms of books and travel
I forget the value of the farmland, as I suspect many who live in an urban environment have similar remissions of thought
I fear that collectively we have forgotten how much we need each other Those in the rural farmlands Those in the denser urban areas Those who work the land Those who study intellectual matters Those who perform manual labor Those who design and build Those who teach Yes, collectively we need each other
While traveling, I’m reminded of my life Of how blessed I am Of the family and many friends Who have enriched me and contribute to how rich my life is
News continues to bombard me I suspect others might say they forget the stories of their youth I forget the stories where people fought and sacrificed To create the freedoms I consider part of my life No one tells those stories anymore
What important truths or stories have been pushed out of your mind? Please feel free to share your thoughts.
Most recently, this book has been my quick grab when I’m looking for a pick-me-up.
I first read this selection a couple of weeks ago. I have not felt released to move onto the next writing. The words are deep.
I’m not posting this to elicit spiritual divisiveness or to change anyone’s beliefs. For those who know me, you already recognize my faith is core to who I am. However, the words above contain so much truth, no matter what you believe.
These words reminded me that years ago, I created a notepad as a giveaway for a training session. The little quote on it was something about how “You always find what you look for.” The message is still true.
This writing contains that same truth. In a world that is spinning so rapidly, promoting division and strife, these words speak to a more gentle, kinder nature, asking us to recognize how our thoughts affect everything we come in contact with. It’s our choice.
I want to live in a world where things are more gentle and kinder. How about you?