The Impeded Stream is the One that Sings

“It may be that when we no longer know what to do,

we have come to our real work.

And when we no longer know which way to go,

we have begun our real journey.

The mind that is not baffled is not employed.

The impeded stream is the one that sings!”

— Wendell Berry

 

May our unknowing lead to breakthroughs and growth, and our impediments inspire songs of gratitude, whether sung aloud or only within our hearts.

May our songs bring greater joy, beauty, and inspiration to the world.

With Love,

Russ

 

About russtowne

I'm awed by the beauty of nature and the power of love and gratitude. Some of my favorite sensory experiences include waves crashing on rocky shores, waterways in ancient redwood and fern-filled forests, and rain. My wife and I have been married since 1979. We have 3 adult children and 5 grandchildren. I manage a wealth management firm that I founded in 2003. My Beloved is a Special Education teacher for Kindergartners and First Graders. I'm a published author of approximately 60 books in a variety of genres for grownups and children.
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15 Responses to The Impeded Stream is the One that Sings

  1. Gratitude is the best attitude Russ! ❤
    Diana xo

  2. ksbeth says:

    what wonderful wishes

  3. Of all mornings for me to read this….this is the one I need…. Thank you Russ.

  4. Mrs. P says:

    I like this!

    • russtowne says:

      Me too, Mrs. P. Now if I could only learn not to sing off-key.
      Russ

      • Mrs. P says:

        It was a sad day when I discovered my singing voice was not exactly how it sounded to me! 😦
        (blush)

        • russtowne says:

          I can understand and commiserate, my friend. Sadly, my signing voice is so bad it makes ME wince… I haven’t been able to find a single song in any key that I can sing that sounds anything but awful. How bad is it? In A Capella choir in middle school any time the teacher/choir director heard something that sounded bad she knew where to look. I was one of only a few boys in the choir so she was kind of stuck with me, but I wouldn’t be surprised if she sometimes went home and had nightmares about my singing…
          Russ

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