Somewhere between this is me and that is mine I fear we have lost our way We take possession of people and things carving out some personal space then build a wall around it Our connection to each other and all sentient beings diminishes Setting us adrift in our separate silos How do we reclaim what we’ve lost unless we can name it Until we can imagine beyond the complaints and disturbances of lives lived this way To step into a new story of who we are and how we are To seek our true relationship to one another To see our face before we were born Then sharing a glimpse of the richness that a well lived life can be Perhaps that day will signal a new way of seeing Our World and become the story we choose to live by
Tag Archives: mindfulness
Life is Just This
Filed under Prose and Poetry
Being Horizontal
Lying down, thinking,
noticing what supports me
from underneath
I find myself checking in
with what it means
to be horizontal.
I could be sleeping,
flying in my dreams, or
meditating in savasana.
Being very still and
letting go.
I could be sick –
too sick or broken
to stand
lying horizontal in my room
or in the hospital
or in the nursing home.
I could be at the beach
lying in the sand
or floating horizontal
in between the waves.
But maybe what’s important
about being horizontal
is the support
I feel beneath me.
And that, being horizontal,
is just one of the ways
I get to be me.
Filed under Prose and Poetry