old wise man once told me, “follow the scent."
I was too naïve to know exactly what he meant.
I listened, and grew, more than I ever thought I could,
he had said, and always knew I would.
faith crossed my path again and again,
time and space much love did he send.
love, one fear,
be afraid to come near,”
whispered softly in my ear.
sometimes I am caught in a groove that runs deep in my brain,violently trembling and drowning in pain,
in that trapped and helpless place into which I am drawn, again and again.
but now aware
of the pain that I often think that comes from out there,
slowly l learn
that it's mostly the feelings in me that make me tumble and turn,
from something that happened a long time ago,
and what's left broken in me needs tenderness so,
I sand down the edges, an inch at a time,
what once seemed huge walls that kept me in line,
A NEW BEGINNING
In out-of-the-way places of the heart,
Where your thoughts never think to wander,
This beginning has been quietly forming,
Waiting until you were ready to emerge.
For a long time it has watched
Feeling the emptiness growing inside you,
Noticing how you willed yourself on,
Still unable to leave what you had outgrown.
It watched you play with the
seduction of safety
And the gray promises that sameness whispered,
Heard the waves of turmoil rise and relent,
Wondered would you always live like this.
Give and Take
So difficult and overwhelming often seems my life,
With all its waves of pain, struggle, and strife.
The vague sense that "something's missing,"
steadily takes its toll.
And now, I'm sure that something from you can make me whole!
With all this pain I feel, I am in so much need.
And yet my urgent words you barely seem to heed.
But sometimes, over time, I come to see that you feel the
same way too,
That we're in a bind and stuck, not knowing what to do.
When I think of me as separate from all,
The very act of seeing changes what
Yet many live in fear, and think this thought obscene...
If nothing's fixed or certain,
then what's the point of all that's gained from so much work and pain?
then all the struggle and strife amounts to nothing but a wasted life.
Still...when heart sees heart,
And mind sees mind,
Clarity brings truth that changes all the time.
And just when we think our fate is sealed,
We may come to see there's no fixed real.
We learn to navigate, create with intuition,
A shaman dances with the infinite and gives birth to a story, an image, an interaction that has the potential to playfully change everything with striking efficiency. They reinfuse a sense of mystery, of magic and creativity; exploring new worlds of possibility, a journey, an adventure that is more real, and certainly more exciting than the reality we think we know.
If you can't beat them, join them
If there were a story about healing, it would not best be told as a persistent journey out of the darkness into the light, but rather as a series of criss-crosses from darkness into the light and back again into darkness...
And the measure of our progress would not be defined by the amount of time we spend in the light or the dark, but rather how often we traverse one boundary into the other, stitching the two poles into one, like two halves of a broken heart.
The fastest way to change your present is to change your past.
"When the heart breaks for what it has lost, the spirit rejoices for what it has found"
- Sufi Proverb