Tagged with Surrender

Playing trust games with life

Playing trust games with life

You may be familiar with trust games, from school or team building or some other facilitated group experience. A common version is where you stand on a chair and fall backwards and trust the group to catch you, and they do, and each time they do, something inside you melts and opens. I have been … Continue reading

Rusk

Tied up in pretty cellophane shining sesame crowns a treat you look like Christmas food or something from Austria. But you and I know That inside you are sucked dry Inviting, coquettish, but hard as stone No soft mouth pillows Only hard edges. You clang on the edge of the bowl Refusing to sink into … Continue reading

Be like water

When you are water, every rock wears away over time and tumbles – fragmented – downstream in your currents and swirls clattering in your eddies. Water cannot hold on.

“Whenever nobody is talking about power,  that is where it unquestionably exists, at once secure and great in its unquestionability. Whenever power is the subject of discussion,  that is the start of its decline.” ~ Ulrich Beck – via Adam Kahane, Power and Love

“Whenever nobody is talking about power, that is where it unquestionably exists, at once secure and great in its unquestionability. Whenever power is the subject of discussion, that is the start of its decline.” ~ Ulrich Beck – via Adam Kahane, Power and Love

We willingly submit to each other and trust, are of service to each other out of love. We seek to control each other, or be controlled, confusing love with power, seeking the security of power or the safety of powerlessness. We  let go to expand love out into the world, we crush love with control. … Continue reading

“You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees for a hundred miles repenting. You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves.” ~ Mary Oliver

“You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees for a hundred miles repenting. You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves.” ~ Mary Oliver

Glancing sideways into your window as I pass on no particular business, a glimpse like a cannonball of the warm hearth within. Not for me this rich tapestried chamber, not for me this flickering firelight, not for me this shelter. I must make my peace with the storm. This is harder than I thought a … Continue reading