Summer Inertia?
Am I caught in a web
like a fly in a drainpipe?
Or is it summer inertia,
The lazy, hazy daze?
Could it be
I have lost it totally
to a pharmaceutical lobotomy?
Or am I processing still
retreat with Mooji?
Anger is more controlled
and that is good
but creativity has taken a vacation and
kidnapped my muse leaving
no urge to make new words or pictures?
Anxiety rules
and love flows
making me bow my head in prayer
and that is good
but what has happened to me?
I do not understand what I read
and have trouble processing
and cannot even comment.
Perhaps I am empty…
MOONSIDE 
Just resting; no need to struggle like the fly in a web? If love is flowing, as you say it is, then trust in it to release you, as surely it will Ellen. H ❤
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July 17, 2015 at 4:19 PM
Dear, dear Hariod, Leave it to you to have encouraging, wise words to say. It’s been a long dry spell. I will take hope in what you say. ❤ <3, ellen
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July 17, 2015 at 5:03 PM
They’re great photographs, Ellen. I agree with Hariod.
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July 17, 2015 at 4:20 PM
You liked them, Richard? Thank you!! How encouraging and thanks for the hope in what Hariod said. 👍 ellen
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July 17, 2015 at 5:05 PM
❤ The analogy is wonderful, Ellen; the images incredibly emotive with the words.
I'm with Hariod. Take the rest, trust the process. Stay strong. You will come through.
{{{Hugs}}} xxx
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July 17, 2015 at 5:59 PM
Thanks, dear Running Elk, for the vote of confidence with Hariod’s. It may not come back. We’ll see. Appreciate your support. Big hug back, Ellen
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July 17, 2015 at 9:11 PM
Ellen, your creativity is alive as ever, the fact that you still take fantastic photos and write amazing poetry with vivid metaphors and images, proves that.
Your muse is a being little sneaky! …having you doubt yourself and turn that doubt into a fab poem. 😉
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July 17, 2015 at 6:24 PM
Oh, thanks so much for your very generous praise and encouragement. It gives me some hope when I had bottomed out in that department. Thank you, Genie. YOU’RE on fire lately! xxellen
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July 17, 2015 at 9:09 PM
I only too well identify with what you have written. Beautifully empty. So full with empty that is is full with LOVE. Love truly flows from your words and your images. Thank you.
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July 17, 2015 at 8:15 PM
Thank YOU, Kitt!! Wow! You can see love because honestly I can’t. And YOU feel the same way. This gives me much hope. It was so hard to post. I am off Zyprexa for months now and am on an old antipsychotic like Thorazine so I thought I had lost all creativity. But love is more important.
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July 17, 2015 at 9:05 PM
Thorazine will definitely dull you, but your health is most important. Your words and images were divine – literally. There is a beauty to emptiness. Love is without doubt out-trumps all else.
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July 17, 2015 at 9:20 PM
You are so right, Kitt. And especially about love. And emptiness. I should know from my retreat with Mooji that emptiness is good. I just feel I have lost all bearings and don’t know what is there. So appreciate your comments!! Thank you.
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July 18, 2015 at 1:31 PM
You may feel like you’ve lost your bearings, but your writing and photographs say otherwise. You are here now.
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July 18, 2015 at 5:43 PM
that is a cool and an interesting subject 🙂
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July 18, 2015 at 2:06 AM
Thanks so much, Joshi!!
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July 18, 2015 at 1:36 PM
Hi Ellen,
I wouldn’t worry about the departure of the creative muse, as you say. Sometimes our creativity arises as an assertion of what we want to say, and when Love is nudging us towards a different idea of ourselves, then the old muse seems to have abandoned us. You will realize the presence of the new one soon enough! What is new feels different, and we have to traverse a bit of emptiness at times to skip to a new channel. As Genie has noted, already the new is peeking through with poise and presence… When we don’t recognize ourselves, it can seem like something is missing, but there are ways in which this space allows for the greatest of discoveries.
I do love the photo’s with your words. Honoring what is present is a beautiful practice, and being able to capture the images to communicate it is not easily done… Perhaps your emptiness is an altogether new form of full… 🙂
Peace
Michael
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July 18, 2015 at 12:16 PM
Thank you so much for the encouraging comment, Michael. Perhaps, as you say, I am just lost. I will have faith in what you say and I thank you so much for caring to write about it.
Much love, Ellen
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July 18, 2015 at 1:33 PM
As has already been said, this very post with your eloquent words and fabulous images is proof that your creativity lives. Sometimes it just goes a bit quiet for all of us. x o x
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July 19, 2015 at 9:57 PM
Quiet– it has been dead. But thanks for the vote of confidence and it means so much from you since you were the one who inspired the images!! Really!!! I find your work very inspiring.
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July 20, 2015 at 2:38 PM
Oh, thank you, dear Ellen. I’m so happy to have inspired you. That’s a lovely compliment. x o x
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July 21, 2015 at 7:11 AM
The images at least the web I often use as an analogy in my life. Well worked into your emotions. Nice Ellen.
Yisraela
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July 20, 2015 at 5:37 AM
Thanks so much, Yisraela. How are you doing? I never see posts from you anymore. Hope you are okay!!! Love, ellen
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July 20, 2015 at 2:35 PM
Be with where you are … knowing it is always changing. Where there is flow there is life 🙂
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July 22, 2015 at 7:43 AM
Wise words! Thanks for visiting, Val!
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July 22, 2015 at 12:46 PM
You are Love beautiful Ellen …. Hugs , megxxx
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July 22, 2015 at 11:39 AM
Thank you, dear Meg!
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July 22, 2015 at 12:46 PM
Ellen, this poem truly touches me. Even a drainpipe or rust have expressive language of their own, and this is why I like this poem. I’ve also had my struggle with medicine. I usually under dosed myself for fear of the secondary effects. Now I’m back with a regular dose of Effexor 75mg because otherwise my mind will not stop. Please do not panic and you’re not alone.
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July 24, 2015 at 6:07 PM
Oh, dearest Maria,
I am so touched by your comment and your encouragement. It is good to know I am not alone. I am afraid of all medications at this point. I am taking my basics but don’t want to try anything new. We do need the basic meds, don’t we. Don’t feel badly about it. Thanks for writing such a caring response. Big hug, Ellen
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July 24, 2015 at 10:58 PM