Greetings from
The Heartland
As I write this I am in Chicago. How I happen to be in Chicago was a last minute invitation last Friday to be in the audience of the Oprah Show tomorrow morning. It was so synchronous how my plane tickets that I bought many months ago (to fly to New Hampshire) just happened to stop in Chicago, but a day early. So what is this extra day about? For making a video? Or something else? Who knows? I don't. This trip seems to be a big setup of some sort and so here I am. I have posted the whole wild story about how this trip is rolling out at the Wide Awake Living Blog Page I will continue to post the details as it happens. Life is being quite an adventure! I have recently figured out the whole technology for making it so that my blog has a "feed" and if any of you don't know about that stuff, it means that you can subscribe to the blog so that you hear about it when something new gets posted. So its another way to stay in touch over the miles. It also is a place where you can talk to us all by "commenting" and we can have a community conversation so the words are not always just coming from me.
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Actuality - A Poem
Aside from ideas
About what suns are,
What turns…
How it all works,
An actual sunrise
Touches the treetops
In golden light.
This is a miracle of refraction
Performed without
Knowing the word
Yet pouring like a clear stream
From the heart of itself
Golden and radiant.
Noticing this,
Seeing what this is,
This sunrise touches--
Brings attention to--
The actuality here,
So often hidden, but always
The seed in the core
Of this human life,
Housed in flesh, yet
Not confined thus,
Remaining radiant and
Golden as sunrise.
Behind all ideas of who
Watches the sun coming
And sprinkles words on paper
Calling them poetry,
The actuality of the morning
Infuses what it touches
With something quite else,
Something wonderous.
This fleshy bundle…
A miracle in itself,
But what it houses!
What it houses!
This actuality finds itself
In each ordinary life, and
In the fading stars, the rising orb,
The birdsong
Amongst the tangled shrubbery--
In every single thing.
Oh, miracle beyond knowing
I am returned again to actuality
By your hand.
I arise with the sun.
An opening into a simplicity
Already here, yet
Just becoming visible.
I am a window to actuality.
Take my words, and
Look through me, if you will
At this world’s morning.
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