Dying/broken/forgiven.... now I begin
Born: 17-06-56....gemini.... monkey
re-born: 3-09-80
born again\found: 14-04-08
other notable dates: 10-03-68; 03-09-87; 23-03-96;
1-05-98; 31-01-02; 5-04-04
Interests: movement, stressed/transgressive embodiment, lived experience (body\space\time\relation)
expression ( word, dance, text, image, story, music, poetics)
learning, yielding......
Hopes for the blog:
offer up the wild intersectedness of lived experience and engage others in creative, expressive, perhaps irreverant, hopefully playful, and respectful encounters....
enact kindness
create moments of pause for disclosure, discovery, stillness
... one week ago...
you leaned across the table
in that way that beckons
my own leaning in
unhurried
i meet your soft gaze
in a moment
so vast
it goes unnoticed by those around us
so fast
as to be completely still
you say to me
happy mother's day
knowing
moments like these
mean everything to me
onlyson--thank you for all the gifts of self, yours and mine.
ReplyDeleteI never get that look on fathers day but I do get the hesitation when it comes time to pay for dinner.
ReplyDeleteThose are the moments to live for...and savor.
ReplyDeleteNice thought, H.
Happy Mother's Day.
ReplyDeletewm-- ha! i laughed out loud at this. good one! thanks for the visit.
ReplyDeletejadedj-they are special moments; i love 'em. thanks.
punch-well, thanks for that nice sentiment. and for the visit.
Sometimes in my life I have wondered if anyone really cared about this world at all. I can say, with some certitude, that those were times I forgot about my Mother.
ReplyDeleteThanks for being something so shockingly important.
andy-- thanks for this sweet sentiment.
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