I am a poet, a writer, editor, worker, friend, partner.
I could experience the peace that comes from removing the clamor of my ideas, my opinions, my wants….
I might feel more comfortable in my own skin….less isolated sitting in judgement.
Physical strength. Endurance. How lucky I am to have had friends keep me from homelessness. Someone’s loyalty and trust.
Generosity mean giving what is needed and asked for, not what I assume. It’s being open handed, and without expectation. I sometimes hit that mark but many times I have to work on expecting something back.
Yearning for peace and balance, knowing that who I am and what I do is enough. Justice in the country and the world.
Chicago, always Chicago…Lincoln Square, Welles Park, River Park, walking along the Chicago River, Lincoln Park….the neighborhoods.
Self acceptance and peace of mind….fleeting in my life, but certainly so much more than when I was drinking, lost, and homeless.
A sense of connection, a love of place, resilience and strength. I have seen and lived in some wonderful places,and I have lived through some heart warming success, as well as near-death experiences
Black….Deep night where all is ended, and restored.
So many poets…Pearl Cleage, June Jordan, Adrienne Rich, Marge Piercy, Arundati Roy….J. Ruth Gendler.
What wants to come through me is poetry…is kindness, is a sense of humor, grace, and appreciation for what and who is in my life.
A world where we live in accordance with the truth of our interdependence…means there can be no hatred which is not self-hatred, no lie which is not self deception. My brother’s/sister’s flesh and bone, their blood and breath, are mine…their joy is mine, their justice is my own, their hunger, happiness, grief, victory, are all my own. I can choose to be an agent for my own liberation by acting on justice and loving kindness as verbs, not nouns.
The paradox of knowing life is short, that endings are real breaks my heart open in a good way. I felt it reecntly with my dog, who I know won’t be with me forever, but now, today, so very precious. My dog keeps teaching me lessons I try to bring to my relationships, friends, my spouse. Fleeting, mortal, and so very precious.
I’ve put my writng out there for the love of it, and sometimes others let me know it touched them…many times you’ll just never know . It’s like planting a seedling and never seeing the tree.
Looking at the stars reminds me of coming from them and returning to them.
I want to make a wish that matters because my heart is clear, and I know what matters, and be worthy of it.
THe winds of change don’t have to mean pain. If I can bend with the winds I will stretch myself, to be sure, but I will not break. I have had many chances to do that in my life.
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