Interlude: May Sarton on fallowness

“I always forget how important the empty days are, how important it may be sometimes not to expect to produce anything, even a few lines in a journal. I am till pursued by a neurosis about work inherited from my father. A day where one has not pushed oneself to the limit seems a damaged, damaging day. Not so. The most valuable thing we can do for the psyche, occasionally is to let it rest, wander, live in the changing light of a room.”

May Sarton, Journal of Solitude

2 thoughts on “Interlude: May Sarton on fallowness

  1. Delicious. I plan on watching the dust motes float around like seagulls gliding on thermal’s today. I plan on stoking the fire being my most pressing task. I plan on simple food that simple people have simply put together and being simply, and most incredibly happy. Of course the world probably has other ideas about my plans, but for now I am happy in my ignorance 🙂

  2. I think I was a sloth in a past life. That or a very wealthy man – I love being lackadaisical and letting my mind wander. Now, if only I could get paid for it.

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