1. Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking.
2. Link back over here at Lisa Jo's and invite others to join in.
3. And then absolutely, no ifs, ands or buts about it, you need to visit the person who linked up before you & encourage them in their comments. Seriously. That is, like, the rule. And the fun. And the heart of this community..
2. Link back over here at Lisa Jo's and invite others to join in.
3. And then absolutely, no ifs, ands or buts about it, you need to visit the person who linked up before you & encourage them in their comments. Seriously. That is, like, the rule. And the fun. And the heart of this community..
OK, are you ready? Please give us your best five minutes on the word:::
Rhythm…
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Rhythm, "any regular recurring symmetry” generally means a “movement marked by the regulated succession of strong and weak elements, or of opposite or different conditions”.
I love the fact that rhythm is both strong and weak elements. Much like my life is a rhythm of up and down, back and forth, good and bad. I am surrounded, moved and comforted by rhythm. I see the pattern of weak things becoming strong. I see that there is a time and a need for both in our lives. I see moments and movements and family. So much rhythm is in family. There are times when we are sick and also times when we are well. Times when we hurt and times when we heal. There are ways that we are opposite and ways that we are similar. There is always so little time to love and yet so much time when love is needed. The rhythm of family starts with a dance of two people learning to love. In my own life, a sweet baby was held tightly in the movement of togetherness. I found myself rocking the baby to and fro and back and forth. Sometimes starting and stopping and starting again. Then I added a few more children to our rhythm to make the dance grow in numbers and in motion. My rhythm is always changing, one step, one moment, one verse at a time. The movement of babyhood changes to the carol of the toddler, then to the chorus of the child and the symphony of the teenager. Always the rhythm keeps us going and helps us to balance. The tide of rhythm is constantly moving, out and in, the waves sometimes soothing and sometimes in the surge of a storm. Everyone is different. Every family is different, yet each holds within their hearts the rhythm of eternity, the music of love. One sonata at a time.
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Now it is your turn. What can you write in just five minutes? Don't forget to go visit Lisa Jo's Place and link you with the rest of us. I hope to see you there!
Like the ebb and flow of the tide. How beautiful! I especially loved the child changing from a baby all the way to a teenager! Happy Friday!
ReplyDeleteWow! All that in 5 minutes?? You, my friend, are an incredibly talented writer! This is beautiful!!
ReplyDeleteWow! All that in 5 minutes?? You, my friend, are an incredibly talented writer! This is beautiful!!
ReplyDeleteYep, I set up the page and then set a timer. I type really fast, so it is not that hard. The only "cheat" I might do on occasion is if I need to finish the last word. I can't stand not finishing the sentence once I started it. Most of the time though, I finish right before the timer ends.
ReplyDeleteI love your reflection on "the pattern of weak things becoming strong" and the imagery of a carol to a chorus to a symphony with our children growing! Lovely.
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