FOR ARWEN
My daughter birthing her first baby, herself as a mother, and me as a grandmother.
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FOR MY GRANDSON HUCK
This was written soon after my grandson’s birth. Have you ever had so much joy suddenly come into your life that you were afraid to hold it?
Talking to Moon
Unexpected connection to Moon
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PLEASURES OF THE FLESH
Change and joys of aging.
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CODA: OUR BREATH
It’s simple. We are nature. To love her is to love ourselves. The more we feel this, the easier it becomes to fight for her.
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Washing Dishes
Confession: when I am sad or dealing with intense inner work or big house breakages (no hot water, no water, no internet etc.) washing dishes is the first to go. So this poem is helping me get a new relationship to make it more fun and actually nourishing.
Sacred Walk #2
Letting in contact/connections in nature can mitigate loneliness.
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A GIFT AND WINGS
The title says it. The way a particular flower’s thrust from the earth awakens me, connects me to myself, to it, and to spring.
AN IRIS
A surprise.
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THE RIDER
An unexpected oneness with trees.
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A WOMANS JOY
Supporting a juicy spring.
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MORNING
A groggy mind can take you into different experiences.
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UNDERCOVER
When fear runs your path.
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YOU MUST WALK THAT LONESOME VALLEY
A timely poem based on a hard-won Black People’s spiritual: You Must Walk That Lonesome Valley. This poem interwoven with the song asks that you face your fears and loves, your darkness and light, your griefs and joys. Doing that you can be uplifted, comforted. Then, you can open to this walk we ALL are doing. You can feel its communion, its support.
We can claim this walk to walk through these complicated, demanding times. We can get to the other side becoming stronger in heart and mind.
I learned this spiritual at summer camp when I was eight. I am grateful for the wisdom of this song that goes back at least to the Civil War. It has been teaching me my whole life.