Tag: non-action
Letting go
Remember when I kept drawing the same card over and over until I realized it wasn’t about the card but the book and I found Tao?
It’s happening again.
Not the mapping of stars writing ancient alphabets hexagrams carefully drawn diagrams of barn renovations or words letter by letter. There’s something else.
Last night I dreamed of black bear running back and forth between us like a happy dog fear turning to sorrow as shots rang my eyes opened. Driving to town I saw crow on a wire scratching his head. Later I struck the index finger of my left hand hard with the hammer. The nail will turn from blue to black and be lost. A new one will grow in its place.
Coming upon
Soften your will;
even the noble wish. Leave
hunting to hunters.
Practice coming upon.
Touch your heart,
bow your head when approached
by something wild.
New day
A feeling so simple
in semi-darkness, diamonds
filtering through spruce boughs
and distant treetops;
makes me wonder
when the effort all began.
Dancing on Frozen Beaver Ponds 