Saturday, October 20, 2018

The Medicine of Fall on the Prairie Front UPDATED

 " Things fall apart. Things come together. Things fall apart. It just goes on like that. How we feel so often depends on where we are in the cycle. There are also multiple cycles happening simultaneously in regard to different subjects. Sometimes the processes coincide in seemingly magical sequence. It feels as though they have meaning...." writes Satori about the weekend of this Fall from an astrological viewpoint, though as this and so many of her observations the words and metaphors entangle and cross borders between poetry and Creation in all its many applications.





Like Whale
"We too must breach the wall" - Terri Windling (follow the link to read beautiful examples of a post that offers the application of poetry and science and inspired this poem)

The morning began with red skies
Stretched like silk spandex 
Above a Salish Prairie
Sailors, take your warnings.
Where is the space for imposters
Who forget the gifts
Of language and meaning
That is more than details?
Loud sounds of wheels
On asphalt broke
Me enough to 
Reconsider the dreams.
One metaphor. Perhaps
Like Whale who breaches
From sheer pleasure
I could allow ...
Poetry to be my science
Science a footnote
Exploded into 
Metaphor in red.


Pete is healing from cataract surgery. We learn together what it means to be navigating the new territory of seeing anew; the process is the way and we have the way as we experience institutional medicine, rousted memories, and new perspectives just as Fall does that in the change of temperature, colors in leaves, and the soul-connection of ourselves with Creation as Creators.

Gold is everywhere. Optimism beckons us to believe in something wonderful and wonder-filled. I gather it up. Make calls. Receive them. Send messages. Receive visitors. Doors and windows open, if only temporarily, even as the temperatures cause chills to the bone and multiple layers of cover to stay warm. Paradox, duplicity.

Can I allow for Monkey Mind? I think, I must, at least temporarily.

Monkey Mind is medicine, too. Funny creature. 

4 comments:

  1. Beautiful images in gold and that red sky!

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    1. Yes! There's something to this fall medicine of gold and red. The gingko leaf fans are so beautiful, and echinacea root purculates into tincture on the kitchen window ledge.

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  2. Mahalo plenty, Moki, for sharing monkey mind, beautiful pictures, poinient poetry and the "Ginko"!

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    1. My pleasure! The monkey mind was reinforced after Pete and I listened to Christopher's CD "Gray" and one of the songs he wrote is called Monkey Mind. Wrapped things into a bundle that made sense for a golden day. Love you, Pegster. Thanks for your comments and the email!

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