Daily Archives: January 29, 2013

Three Truths and One Wish

Another world is not only possible, she is on her way. On a quiet day, I can hear her breathing. ~Arundhati Roy

1. Truth: To realize a dream, an aspiration, a wish, a longing, a calling, what I hunger for and what haunts me, I must be able to name it. Write it down, flesh it out, visualize it, seek it out, look it directly in the eye, know it, claim it. Be able to say what it is, what I want, how I want to feel, plain and clear and true, see it whole.

2. Truth: Once I know what I want, I can want it without apology. As poet Mary Oliver says, “You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves.” Once I’ve identified what I long for, I can start moving in that direction. I don’t need any special equipment or training. I don’t need anyone’s permission (except my own). I simply take one tiny step, and then another. I can start any time, knowing that it is never too late, all I have to do is get out of my own way.

3. Truth: It is essential to keep my heart open to whatever arises. I can expect that things might not look how I imagined or go the way I planned, that I might get confused or even a little lost, that the dream might shift its shape as I live my way closer to it. I can ask for help, for guidance, for training, for support when I need it. I can drop my agenda, give up control, let go, surrender to the magic.

One wish: That with a compassionate vision, deep knowing, and skillful means, we all find our way to a life we love living.

#SmallStone: Day 29

Fog

On our walk this morning, even though it had stopped snowing, the air was wet and humid. When I took a picture of the snow covered playground and the moon hanging low above it, the light of the flash reflected off the fog that hung thick in the air. It looked like I’d taken a picture of a ghost, because my naked eyes saw nothing, only clear sky, but my camera had captured something entirely different, thick cold phantom air.

My glasses fogged up so bad, I considered taking them off. But when I tried, I realized that without them I saw even less, things weren’t clearer at all, so I left them on.

#SmallStone: Day 28 (a day late)

Bloom

Something about this bloom on my Christmas Cactus reminds me of a bird in flight–body arched back, wings spread wide, heart open, head down, moving and yet somehow also entirely still.