I have taken myself away for a self imposed writing retreat, a time of reflection, renewal and a time to generate new ideas in conversations, contemplative walks and slow meals.
I am always surprised by how generative and transformative conversations over a meal can be. BBA and I talk about our individual books and find that topics that he is considering fit so well within the frame of my explorations. We build on each other’s ideas, we go to art galleries to enrich these same concepts, searching out images to help in our understanding. We walk the lake, noticing the wildlife, the trees, blue sky. And I am reminded about Blue Sky thinking and wonder if we in Australia have a direct link to it.
I look up and see the blue, stepping closer to open minded thinking, trying not to limit opportunity with the ordinariness of daily habit.
I am reminded of William James proposal, the importance of “those tiny, invisible loving human forces” that we can so easily miss.
I am done with great things and big plans, great institutions and big success.
I am for those tiny, invisible loving human forces that work from individual to individual, creeping through the crannies of the world like so many rootlets,
or like the capillary oozing of water, which, if given time, will rend the hardest monuments of pride. William James: Letters