It’s getting dark. A sheep on the hill bleets a warming echo. The stars in our eyes show later in the sky. The night is bliss. We are ready.
On Tuesday, I was lucky enough to attend a writing workshop and crisp evening walk with the lovely Jean Atkin. As bright as the lantern that accompanied her, Jean prompted us to think about the past, appreciate the present, and see all the possibilities of the future in the realm of the night.
Writing creatively and without pressure is incredibly therapeutic. Add body movement and nature into the mix and the therapeutic benefits are elevated. I cannot tell you how euphoric it was to attend a workshop in person. After all these years of Zoom workshops due to Covid (and I’ve had some utterly brilliant ones), to be in a real, live group, to feel the evening wind on my skin, to hear those adorable sheep all around us … was nothing short of divine.
My favourite part of the evening was the collaborative poem we made; it was gorgeous (and can be seen at the end of this blog post). The group was very talented indeed, and Jean’s ability to quickly and expertly craft our best lines together made a memorable experience.
You don’t have to be a professional writer to write. The best work for the soul is that which has come deeply and naturally, without pressure or comparison. Nature is perhaps the best writing prompt we have, and especially the transition into night. Don’t be afraid of the dark, for it’s where we see the most light.