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

Thursday, December 24, 2009

Yule See



here on the rock
the wind howls and the waves crash
breathtaking
sparse and wild
jutting out into the unconditional sea
my home
fills me with longing
even & especially when I am here
on the rock
Funny how that works, longing...
I love how it fills me
& I love how it teaches me
to give way
even when old ghosts are insisting
the willows are scarce, here.

Scarce they may be,
yet those that thrive have learned
to yield with a vengeance
I'm learning to admire
how love has
changed everything
breathtaking
sparse & wild
unconditional


3 comments:

  1. here in Newfoundland visiting family for yuletide season, grateful to be with them and just as grateful for the longing that fills me as I am also missing family who are not here--- partner and son, in my thoughts and in my heart & loved,unconditionally

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  2. Beautifull poem, I felt so much love expressed trough it,
    it is moving for me. It also made me think about the longing, and interesting feeling which can be at the same time sad and fullfilling. I also thought that real love has to be inconditional, otherwise it is not a complete one.

    Lots of love man.

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  3. Learning to yield with a vengeance...yea that took me a lifetime so far to get the bare essentials, but I am getting better.

    Enjoy your time there I kind of would like to go back for a visit myself.

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