BIRD BY BIRD

Vista de Les Rochers de Naye, Maio 2014

"Thirty years ago my older brother, who was ten years old at the time, was trying to get a report on birds written that he'd had three months to write. It was due the next day. We were out at our family cabin in Bolinas, and he was at the kitchen table close to tears, surrounded by binder paper and pencils and unopened books on birds, immobilized by the hugeness of the task ahead. Then my father sat down beside him, put his arm around my brother's shoulder, and said, 'Bird by bird, buddy. Just take it bird by bird.'"

From Bird by Bird, by Anne Lamott*

Nas minhas divagações encontro pedaços de pensamentos, frases, artigos, imagens que me encorajam a recuperar a atenção, que me vão sustentando, acreditando que o estado de suspensão não é mais do que a envolvência da rotina, necessária para levar a tarefa a cabo, bird by bird.

Chegará o momento de dar outros saltos, e quando ele chegar, será bem-vindo.

O oxigénio, ironicamente, vem do sítio onde ele é mais rarefeito.

*on my wishlist, para quando terminar.