Wednesday, March 28, 2012
Thoughts
Male and female, created He them.
The male is given all the apparatus
to know a woman…and as he exhibits his
knowledge trust is
presumed upon her.
If she grows
cold is it for
lack of covering?
Or has she chosen
winter’s indifferent
arms rather than the
deep warming that
would undo and possibly
abandon?
Wednesday, March 21, 2012
Friday, March 9, 2012
The Yellow Suitcase
.......The way is surprisingly rough. She doesn't mention the hills, ignores
the ruts, sees only small declivities, no ditches, no peaks, certainly no cliffs.
The road narrows, erupts with trees. An unexpected wind sweeps down.
Wednesday, March 7, 2012
The Image of A Pearl
I woke up this morning with the image
of a pearl in my mind:
a tiny sphere brought into being by an irritating
grain of sand within the house of a muscle...
a space where competition between a foreign
and a resident thought spar to arrive at something
both beautiful and kind.
This is an image of instruction for me.
When I find myself in the realm of competition,
I will lean kindly into that which irritates by its very
essence of otherness.
I will seek to embrace this other thought rather
than muscle it out by wit, criticism and/or ridicule
and wait for the pearl of new understanding
to roll sweetly into view.
of a pearl in my mind:
a tiny sphere brought into being by an irritating
grain of sand within the house of a muscle...
a space where competition between a foreign
and a resident thought spar to arrive at something
both beautiful and kind.
This is an image of instruction for me.
When I find myself in the realm of competition,
I will lean kindly into that which irritates by its very
essence of otherness.
I will seek to embrace this other thought rather
than muscle it out by wit, criticism and/or ridicule
and wait for the pearl of new understanding
to roll sweetly into view.
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