Your whole life you are two with one taken
away. The inadequate air and fire,
the inadequate joy, the darkness
of the room so gathered at the window
as to fly, wing on wing on wing open
against the glass, opening and closing,
bone, blood and wrist. But nothing happens but
exhaustion and evidence of the eyes,
the red-gold cloud-breath morning beginning
with the objects that floated in the dark
draining back to the source, floating back to
the surface tension of things, those objects
struck the way the first light starts suddenly,
then slowly in relief across the room,
the window’s shadow garden come back one
last time once more from the leaves. Waking now,
the door half-open, open, the doorway’s
blindness or blackness silence to be filled.
….Stanley Plumly
we have never been here before….this canvas is so clean, so white, so barren….maybe this is the fear of light, of fire, of freedom, of big life……no-good consequences cannot move us from sheltered holes to wide open spaces…..we live from the wild heart…..
Discoveries, insights, and changes occur through the complex of imagination, which integrates and sometimes makes use of unlikely sources. Creative imagination is a very real energy of the body and spirit, passing from one place to another via inspiration; it can sweep through a group like a pulsating musical rhythm.The transmission of imagination cannot be encapsulated in the planned outcomes of linear causes and effects. I am convinced that the deepest forms of healing will emerge from the creation of these environments, but only if we have the ability to let go and open to the unpredictable workings of imagination…..Shaun McNiff
I know what the answer is; it is to give up,
to relinquish, to surrender, so
that our little hearts may beat
in unison with the great heart
of the world.
…Henry Miller
As soon as we open up to our true reason, as soon as we let go, release the clenched hands of a learned fear, we begin to feel meaning and purpose re-entering the door that was close behind it when we left …
a perspective that serves me well g.f.s……it helps to know that all of share many fears that are quite similar…..and how they lose their grip with the telling….burial and resurrection….there’s a poem here……