Empty space

I’m not ready for Advent this year.

I wasn’t ready for Advent last year, either. That’s part of the point of it. Wachet auf. Wake up!

(I’ve heard Wachet Auf twice today, and sung Lo! he comes with clouds descending twice, too. It’s definitely Advent. Ready or not, here it comes.)

It’s early, of course. It’s as early as it can be: Christmas falls on a Sunday, so Advent stretches out for the full four weeks. The calendars (except this one), the candles, the prompt blogs, the poetry anthologies all start on the first of December, and here we are with four days of November left to fill.

In fact, I’m not even sure about the prompt blogs. Kat McNally has shut up shop. Project Reverb seems to have gone AWOL. I think I will join in December Reflections, but I find myself wanting to work with prompts for writing rather than photography. I like to look back over the year that has been, and forward to the year that’s coming.

What am I going to do?

What am I going to do?

I’ve got the end of a box of chocolates in my drawer. I have a shelf full of poetry books. I have plenty of candles, even if they don’t have numbers on.

I wrote this week, in another place,

I’d like to get better at doing nothing, feel more comfortable with empty space.

Perhaps these four days – well, three, now, really – are an opportunity.

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