from where we came


We live our lives of human passions,
cruelties, dreams, concepts,
crimes and the exercise of virtue
in and beside a world devoid
of our preoccupations, free
from apprehension—though affected,
certainly, by our actions. A world
parallel to our own though overlapping.
We call it “Nature”; only reluctantly
admitting ourselves to be “Nature” too.
Whenever we lose track of our own obsessions,
our self-concerns, because we drift for a minute,
an hour even, of pure (almost pure)
response to that insouciant life:
cloud, bird, fox, the flow of light, the dancing
pilgrimage of water, vast stillness
of spellbound ephemerae on a lit windowpane,
animal voices, mineral hum, wind
conversing with rain, ocean with rock, stuttering
of fire to coal—then something tethered
in us, hobbled like a donkey on its patch
of gnawed grass and thistles, breaks free.
No one discovers
just where we’ve been, when we’re caught up again
into our own sphere (where we must
return, indeed, to evolve our destinies)
-but we have changed, a little.

~Denise Levertov

from here, I lived into a dream and then came home……

inquiry for today~   what do you notice today? really notice?


Dear Folks, let us be kind to ourselves.  Let us practice being here, abiding what is, abiding ourselves in it. Here in this moment lives the lilac, sweeter than life itself, the honeysuckle, the hoot of the mourning dove. Here in this moment lives laughter and the breath of another. Here in this moment, yes, also lives the pain of the human dilemma, our needing to force and change and constrict. And here in this moment lives the freedom of our surrender.

How do you run?  How do you stay present?  It’s all sacred. It’s all inevitable. And how can you seize this day, and “jump into experience”?


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