A book spine poem.
This I know:
the true secret of writing,
writing true, writing from life, writing a life —
start where you are.
There is nothing wrong with you.
Sit down and shut up.
Writing down your soul,
write your heart out.
Writing begins with the breath,
the sound of paper.
You are here,
awake in the world,
daring greatly —
Now write!
Just one thing, beautiful you.
image from Jamie’s post
In the garden of gentle sanity, may you be bombarded with coconuts of wakefulness. ~Chogyam Trungpa
Jamie asks on this Wishcasting Wednesday, “What do you wish to wake up to?” I could make my answer more complicated, expand on it, flesh it out, develop it, but it’s just so simple: I wish to wake up to this life, this experience, this reality, this body, this moment, this breath — to BE awake.
To be fully alive, fully human, and completely awake is to be continually thrown out of the nest. To live fully is to be always in no-man’s-land, to experience each moment as completely new and fresh. ~Pema Chödrön
Open Space Practice, (AKA: A Thousand Shades of Gray) 