Wednesday, February 17, 2016

Cheshbon Hanefesh

How much of what we do is tied up in what we've done? how much of who we are is a mad, mad push to maintain                 the "I",  I said I am And who am I? Can I be so narrow - frozen like the ice blocks that built the igloo? Can I be so sure that this little world of sureity I've created is so sure, so secure - that important? "We were born to learn" said my friend who came to learn And a cup that is filled has no  room for more I'd rather be like the earth than the ice Like the earth who collects what its given - and brings forth something new each time. We plant seeds, she gives back a garden Adam - Adama - Earth To let land sit fallow is to let it be over run I am not frozen in time a pile of rocks; the sum of my life, to sit there for eternity I'm not indestructable I'm the Earth; a wide expanse of potential I can be roses one day and palm trees the next.  I can plant change and reap growth. Destroy me, go ahead, dig into me with shovels and spades for a new year is coming and I have more to give Pull up the weeds yank hard and get dirty Make way for the New Year! Make Space for the New Year!                   Read more...

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