The Movement Of Earth | 2.3.21
The Movement Of Earth | 2.3.21
All things move, we are a planet and a people in flux, all things move but most are too busy moving themselves to notice. We’re spinning in the darkness, we’re spinning around the sun, we’re floating across lava on these pieces of continent, of earth, we’re the shore to a tide. I think often of how busy we’ve become as a species, all these things we convince ourselves are more worthy of our time, our energy, our life. Why do we give weight to what doesn’t matter as much as taking the time to stop, to breathe, to feel the earth beneath our feet, to see the spinning of the stars? What would this world be if all this was reversed? If we were made to slow, to pay attention, to love and respect the wild places, to make our time indoors and in jobs and in office buildings and cubicles the rare exception to the beautiful rule?
I think of this, as I said, often. Too often perhaps, as there’s a futility in what I feel and what I see, little if anything I can concretely do to redistribute this energy on a global level, hell, even a local one. What I can do, is start with myself, with my family, with those close. I can start by readjusting value and worth and the importance we give each and everything we allow into our lives. I can start small, I can feel the earth shift beneath me, I can feel myself float through space, and hopefully, others will feel it too.
Do you feel it? Does it move you?
The movement of earth,
you can feel it if you stop,
if you stop to breathe.
Haiku on Life by Tyler Knott Gregson
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—— Some times, life gets a little complicated for me. You know that everything connects somehow, but things really can seem to get out of hand. ——
After I had a stroke five years ago I had a battle with Aphasia. I could not decipher reading anymore and therefore could not write— a death sentence for me! I worked so very hard to recover — and still do — to learn it all once more from scratch with “Harold and the Purple Crayon” — my wee grandson helped me! Writing prose and poetry is still my therapy. It allows me to make sense of my thoughts. I often speak of “distilling” the jungle of my thoughts. I am a fighter, and to my amazement, I managed better than I had feared. I had helpers, my wonderful grandsons, my Buddhist friends above all, but also my animals — dogs, cats, sheep, goats, chicken, rabbits, and a neighboring donkey called Xavier. They has taught me for many decades to untangle things, because everything in their life’s was pretty straightforward.
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Poems, such as the Tanka verses here are the only way I can often manage my mind. You untangle everything, and then deal with things one at a time.
(When you have Aphasia, your mind works just fine, but you can’t express the right words to communicate them to others complicating this more: I’m hearing impaired and English is my third language). Here are my Tanka!
Keeping Things Things Simple
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animals teach you
how simple all things can be
with uncluttered minds
taking a walk is simple
with no further agenda
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keeping things simple
is so very critical
to focus your mind —
and don’t multitask ever!
just live in the here and now
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one thing at a time
is the way to get focused
here and now matters
all else is a distraction
try it, and you’ll be transformed
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As I read this, a storm has come in from the West, from the deep Pacific.....I've watched the dark clouds and the sudden high wind come up. Branches break, rain pours down.....the wild flexes its muscles and it's beautiful.