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Monday, July 19, 2010

The Dance

I love the process of life. The planting, hoeing, tilling of the garden… The brainstorming, free writing, editing of my words… The planning, cleaning, preparations of a celebration… The choosing, chopping, sautéing, blending of ingredients for a recipe… The observing, listening, teaching, learning of child rearing… The winding expedition an author leads me on through characters in a story that I refuse to finish because I am not done with the journey that the book is taking me on… The chatter of the birds, the sway of the wind through the poplars and the redolence of the water hazards as I take to the golf course with a beer in my cup holder… The connection of my heart to my foot to the boot to my ski to the snow to the mountain to the Universe as I glide down the slope… The unfolding joy as my eyes open for the day and the gratefulness of a warm comfortable bed as my eyes close for the night…

My husband Brent works tirelessly to create a certain lifestyle and then wants to just rest and enjoy it. He loves the harvest… The celebration with friends… The feeling of a full stomach after a delicious meal… Happy, content well-behaved children…. The end of a very good golf game…

My husband likes a finished product…

And so, we dance…




Marriage is all about this dance – how do we honour what is important to our partner without giving up of ourselves?

I invite you to dialogue along with me and tell me about the dance with your partner…

...Ellyn