Today yet another chance to notice
how often I am wrong. How easily
my voice puts on its business suit
and power pumps and exudes confidence—
how sure I am that I am right! And then,
when confronted with the real truth, what to do
but laugh at the self who just moments ago
was strutting and certain and bold.
What a relief to kick off the shoes
and let the self run barefoot through the afternoon,
ditching her dress, letting the world
laugh at her, holes in her stockings,
holes in her conviction, shoulders
bare and exposed. Feel how the breeze
rushes in through the open door,
carries with it the song of red-wing blackbirds,
touches everything like relief, like
a song about journeys, like forgiveness.
Fabulous! 🙂
Here’s to many self-hood runs with bare feet in the sand and sun on free shoulders. 🙂
you said it!!! it feels so much better!!!
…and yet another chance!! 🙂 Haha. Yep! What a relief! If only we can see it, rather than wall it out.
Thanks Rosemerry!! This one made me truly pause and appreciate you.
Love and Namaste
Augusta
PS I have some folks excited about you coming down here in the fall!! We’ll chat soon.
It was so funny, Augusta, I was singing with Heartbeat and on one of the songs I am doing a boom box, and I was snapping on beats 1 and 3. and one of the gals suggested that I snap on 2 and 4. To be honest, it was hard to snap on 1 and 3, but I told her that I was just doing what the music said. And then she looked and sure enough, the music said to do it on 2 and 4. I was SHOCKED!!! I was so sure that I was right. And it was so hard an counterintuitive. I am laughing still.
and I can’t wait to come down, won’t that be fun! xoxo
HAHAHA! I was teaching yoga the other day and instructed the class to step the left foot back. Someone suggested that I had already done that side, and I was sure I hadn’t! Well, I had been facing the class and had turned around to do the pose with them – needless to say, the right is the left when you face the class! Yep, we can be so sure!!! AND WRONG!
And yet, they let us sing or teach or whatever… ain’t life grand!
Love and Namaste my friend!
We are in it together. All of it. The great catastrophe, xoxo
This artful poem brought a groan of recognition and a smile of understanding. Need I say, “me too” ? I reblogged it on aholdingplace.com.
thank you, Joan! yes … here we are, together 🙂