fallowtime

I know this time exists but everytime it comes I step into denial. I get sad, fogged, laid up by the desire to make what will not come. This is the time of untangling tho. This is when what has been planted takes root but before it unfurls. I wish I had better ways of caring for myself when it is happening. I wish I trusted this soft process more, and myself. It will come. I need it to.