MISC

Within

WITHIN
The world resides within me.
All the stars,
the wind
the sunshine
the moonglow
resting
and moving,
within ? my ? breath
Joanne
May 2006

Yet another adventure, with a free pass to enter

An Adventure

There is an adventure, greater than any other, which takes no plane, no ship, and requires no ticket to enter.

There is a place, my friends, to fly with no wings, to rest without sleeping and to journey without walking. Having only one requirement, which is to enjoy, I ask you, “Do you remember having the heart of a child?”

Do you remember the delight of a swing as we strove to pump ourselves higher and higher, jumping through the air and laughing with glee to fly weightless and free for only one brief second?

Mental Floss

MENTAL FLOSS

c.march.2008

THERE’S SOMETHING STUCK IN MY MIND
EVERY WAKING MOMENT AND AT NIGHT…
I FEEL IT
AND IT ANNOYS ME EVERYDAY
LIKE SOME FOOD STUCK IN MY TEETH
EVERY TIME YOUR TONGUE
GLIDES ACROSS AND MEETS
IT INTERFERES AND WON’T GO AWAY
…
SO WHEN YOU FIND
YOU CAN’T GRASP
THAT PEACE OF MIND
I’VE FOUND SOMETHING THAT WILL WORK
I’LL GIVE YOU SOME FLOSS
TO HELP YOU LOOSEN AND TOSS
THAT THOUGHT THAT
KEEPS GETTING IN YOUR WAY
…

The Temple of the Blue Sky

I believe in The Sky.

There are several Other Crowds that do too.

I do not belong to them, because their activities are suspicious, and because they wear odd garments, and because they have closed doors in their eyes.

 

One of them says the sky is purple, and they have all these purple books and purple robes and go to purple church and eventually Purple Heaven. They drag their children to Purple Church on Wednesday evening, because that’s when the Purple god created the Purple Sky.

The Not-So-Grim Reaper

When my daughter was very young and scraped her knee while playing, as kids do, or had a fever, I would ‘kiss it better’, sing her a song, and reassure her that everything would be OK.

She accepted this without question.  I was her mom, and in her eyes, I could heal.

A few years ago when my doctor said “I have some very bad news for you”, I was terrified, frozen with shock. Cancer.

“But, I eat so well, I stay active, meditate! I’m a peaceful person!” Suddenly my life was filled with teams of doctors and I had to think about treatment options. The decisions seemed impossible to make.

Standing at the Threshold

A few years ago I found myself standing in my closet, madly searching for clean clothes in a last minute attempt to pack before yet another business trip, when I noticed my 4-year old son standing at the entrance. In one hand, he held a small blue wand, in the other — a plastic bottle of soapy water. “Dada,” he said, looking up at me, his eyes wide open, “do you have time to catch my bubbles?”

Time? It stopped. And so did I. At that moment, it suddenly made no difference whether or not I caught my plane — I could barely catch my breath. The only thing that existed was him and that soulful look of longing in his eyes.

For the next ten minutes, all we did was play — him blowing bubbles and laughing. Me catching and laughing, too. His need was completely satisfied. His need for connection. His need for love. His need for knowing, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that absolutely everything was perfect just the way it was.