we’ve cycled through these stories before…..

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Awake

Waking today

just before winter

when I try to name the color of grasses,

how I feel of their beauty,

there is no word.

I think of the time before there were

words

when you would know morning mist

by the feel

of your loved one’s skin & hair,

& when someone came from the forest

of dry leaves

you would know by their scent

even if they carried no wood.

Or the heat of their body skin in summer.

Or if they came the winding way

down from the mountains

they would be covered in cloud

returning to the fold

or if they had gone farther, to the ocean,

you’d know them by their far-seeing eyes,

& when some travelers return

& are shining with light

you know, without saying, that they

have been

in touch with other worlds.

I have no wealth to speak of

other than this,

all this, just to praise the dry grasses

& their color that can’t be spoken

in words.

….Linda Hogan

there seems to be a deeper story to be told just under the surface of things….like polishing stones…we find our essential self when we allow the natural cycles of our lives to renew us…our continuity is trustworthy….

Under every deep a lower deep opens.

….Ralph Waldo Emerson

we seek…..

The story within & beneath the familiar story is almost always full of insight & possibility. It may take courage to go another level down, to abandon clarity, however illusory, for an unknown period of confusion & puzzlement. Our habitual stories usually protect us from the mystery of our lives. Whenever a story puts an end to reflection & further storytelling, that story is now serving as a defense. The poetics in a person’s story is its opening toward insight…..Thomas Moore

12 thoughts on “we’ve cycled through these stories before…..”

  2. Beautiful and deep insights shared in this post. Reminds me of a chinese parable – when our minds are calm and we are mindful only then can we ‘hear the unheard’.

    Thank you so much for spreading awareness! Kind regards.

    • Sharing reminders of our vulnerability & our deepest knowing…always with joy…thank you so much for wrapping into these ‘words’…

  3. Identifying the parts of our world before there was language–recognition through the heart and soul. Let us be wordless more often.

    • As beautiful as words can be…I agree…they can limit our experience….this is where nature is so vital for me…& a little silence…thanks Granbee…but keep writing; your words are worth it:)

  5. i like this: “our continuity is trustworthy.” resonates with what i posted tonight and have been chewing on for the past few days! the journey toward making peace amongst past and present selves.. thank you..

    • Ahhh…yes….’making peace’….so much of our power lies here….self-compassion….so glad to connect…thanks Ruby….Blessings…

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