I always thought I was a
good swimmer. Until my leg-rope broke, and the world turned upside down, and
then flipped it round and round. Hair and sand and swimmers a knotted ball of
twine, I barely gasped a gulp of air before the next wave came. Then another
and relentlessly another, my chest got tight with panic and fright, animal
instincts just screamed, reach for the light. The current dragged and more
waves loomed there was nothing I could do. Spent, I gave up and then I just let
go. Somewhere in that over and over I felt the rhythm of that rolling ragdoll
dance and a crooked smile found itself stuck to the side of my face, plus the
seaweed and red-faced gratitude as I washed up on the sand.
Here’s a list of other
things I’ve come to know some of them with grace but most with a similar
surrender and a certain length of time . . .
What I’ve come to know
From school I realised
that your strengths can carry your
weaknesses, until they grow
From painting and the
whole creative process, I get every time - listen to the muse and keep going through the ‘arrgh this is
horrendous!’ stage - it’s a part of the process.
From a BA in Visual Art,
a piece of paper and a prize came when I
did my thing and kept doing it.
From Pro Surfing I found
if you immerse yourself, do something
every day and hang around with people who are better than you, you’ll get
good too.
From drawing cartoons at Walt Disney Studios, the most fun never makes it to the screen.
From drawing cartoons at Walt Disney Studios, the most fun never makes it to the screen.
From a Post Grad in Education + Special Ed - everyone’s special.
From Twelve Step
Programs I learned the grace of
anonymity and the strength of
principles.
From Facilitating Groups
for families affected by addiction I found everyone
plays a part in every story.
From painting the whole journey of Tarot over a year and a day, we are all connected and inspiration comes from everywhere, if you ask.
From painting the whole journey of Tarot over a year and a day, we are all connected and inspiration comes from everywhere, if you ask.
Through having a brother
that’s ‘different’ – I know that ‘same’ is no one at all.
Through watching a
sister go through drug addition, that miracles
do happen and continue to.
Through watching a
mother die, that hearts can break in many ways and healing can happen at any stage.
From travelling always -
no matter where you go - you take yourself.
From years of esoteric
study - patterns do play out and, everything
can change.
From reading tarot - the
truth is often not what people want
From many small business
ventures it’s best to know what you want and what you are willing to do, really
– then see if they match, and check the same with your partners.
From Teaching and
helping others teach, watching people
express from their essence shines inspiration to the world.
From Coaching &
Mentoring - everyone has their answer
we just need a loving space, the right question and the ability to acknowledge
it.
From all the jobs for
rent and food and (plane tickets round the world), there’s always so much more than
you realise that you offer to the world – every day.
You are way more than your ID card tells you.
From all these years of
life and learning . . . I know it’s all
about love and joy and the courage to choose it - over and over.
What do you know now?
well said! and learned a few things,and was reminded at the same time...thanks kaye
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You are more than welcome Dani
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Hi Kaye
ReplyDeleteMiss you and Magnolia, so immersed am I in work.
Love your prose. I also have been rolled in the waves.
I offer you a poem I wrote (it has been translated into Portuguese):
WHAT, AM I?
A seeker bearing tears; a ball rolling laughter.
Who, am I?
I am that am; a hushed voice.
Where, am I?
A Universe knows no bounds: but itself.
When, am I?
Now the waters flow, and now they stop.
Why, am I?
Wind scatters dust, but suddenly
one speck is not a speck, but a seed of hope.
How, am I?
The singing bird asks not of its origin.
It lives instead, each day born anew:
A Timeless, Dawn. SC
Stephen Cheney
Sensei
thanks Steven
ReplyDeleteand thank you for your poem
reminds me of our connection
right out to the universe and
right here to the dust of the earth
and all the ways in between.
:) Kaye