Now is the Time — Poetry from Hafiz
February 17, 2012 By
This was shared recently from a friend of a friend with cancer. It matters to me in the specifics of that circumstance. It also matters to me as important message in this time of change. I find myself inviting from this tone.
Now is the time to know That all that you do is sacred. Now is the time to understand That all your ideas of right and wrong Were just a child's training wheels To be laid aside When you can finally live With veracity And love. ...Now is the time for the world to know That every thought and action is sacred. This is the time For you to deeply compute the impossibility That there is anything But Grace. Now is the season to know That everything you do Is sacred. Hafiz
Now is the time to know That all that you do is sacred. Now is the time to understand That all your ideas of right and wrong Were just a child's training wheels To be laid aside When you can finally live With veracity And love. ...Now is the time for the world to know That every thought and action is sacred. This is the time For you to deeply compute the impossibility That there is anything But Grace. Now is the season to know That everything you do Is sacred. Hafiz
Tweets of the Weeks
February 15, 2012 By
It’s been a while since I compiled these. I’ve given my attention full on to hosting and calling a couple of events. And tweets are just the perfect landing place for some of those helpful bits of story and resources.
• RT @bobstilger: Announcing soft launch of The Transformation Institute, www.transform.org. Community / Business / Personal Transformation
• RT @NoeticOrg: The six core tenets of Worldview Literacy: bit.ly/eEalwm
• 300 Years of Fossil Fuels in 300 Seconds: Helpful story (youtu.be/cJ-J91SwP8w) from Post Carbon Institute (www.postcarbon.org)
• Appreciating @PeggyHolman sharing stories of Journalism That Matters that inspire Healthier Healthcare Systems next week in Utah.
• Readying for Healthier Healthcare Systems: Daring to Create Together What the Needed New Can Be -- bit.ly/ykPk48
• From Seattle to Utah today. Grateful for a holiday. Continuing to learn the importance of rest in relation to ready.
• Returning from New Years near Mt Hood. Games, friends, food, play, rest. Outside looking like this: yfrog.com/obe73ytj
• RT @SMHoenig: We have become attached to our distorted way of seeing things & have not the courage to see way things really are. ~ Panditji
• RT @bobstilger: Announcing soft launch of The Transformation Institute, www.transform.org. Community / Business / Personal Transformation
• RT @NoeticOrg: The six core tenets of Worldview Literacy: bit.ly/eEalwm
• 300 Years of Fossil Fuels in 300 Seconds: Helpful story (youtu.be/cJ-J91SwP8w) from Post Carbon Institute (www.postcarbon.org)
• Appreciating @PeggyHolman sharing stories of Journalism That Matters that inspire Healthier Healthcare Systems next week in Utah.
• Readying for Healthier Healthcare Systems: Daring to Create Together What the Needed New Can Be -- bit.ly/ykPk48
• From Seattle to Utah today. Grateful for a holiday. Continuing to learn the importance of rest in relation to ready.
• Returning from New Years near Mt Hood. Games, friends, food, play, rest. Outside looking like this: yfrog.com/obe73ytj
• RT @SMHoenig: We have become attached to our distorted way of seeing things & have not the courage to see way things really are. ~ Panditji
Brilliant Rap Opening for Open Space
January 25, 2012 By
From Tim Merry:
Welcome to Open Space,
This is the place
Of a new fashion,
You get to organise
Around your passion!
The task:
To ask
‘what really matters to me?’
Then take responsibility
Guided by our core question
Which I am about to mention
READ CORE QUESTION
Let’s get this started
‘cause this train has already departed
Here’s the first mind bender:
We ain’t got no agenda!
Yet ...
But I’ll bet
in 30 minutes or less
No stress
That wall will be full
And choice will be the tension
In a packed programme guided by our intention:
CORE QUESTION AGAIN (?)
How to do it?
How to fly?
Let me try and
Clarify:
If you got a workshop
to offer to the question
Head to the centre,
Grab a pen and write the intention
Or topic and your name,
To give it some fame
Announce it to us all,
Then take a time a time and place
And stick it to the wall.
So simple
No trouble atall.
But here’s another mind blaster:
You do not have to be
A master
Expert
Or Mentor.
This here is a curious centre.
If you know nothing
and want to know more,
Don’t hold or stop
Host a workshop!
It’s a sure
cure
To learn more.
Which brings me to the principles and one law:
‘Whoever comes are the right people’
to have around.
They are the ones with the passion
For the ground
You are hoping to cover
Everyone else is searching in the other
Workshops
Serving our core intention.
We working together
In sperate places,
It’s a great invention!
So, what happens if no-one comes?
All alone.
When was the last time
You got to stop and reflect
On your own?
Especialy on something that
Gets you out of your seat
Makes your heart beat.
This time is for your passion
To bring
Unqiue learning
To us all.
Honour the call.
‘Whatever happens is the only thing that could have’
So let go of expectation
Of what this should be,
Set it free.
Trust the open space form
It holds the storm.
‘When it starts is the right is the right time’
It’s no crime
To chat or have a cup of tea
Be free and see
When you begin
Don’t force it to be happpenin’.
‘When it’s over it’s over’
Don’t hang on
Move on
To where you belong.
To fill the time gap
It’s a trap
So get up and get movin’
To find a space where
You be contributin’.
You see
this ain’t now normal meetin’
Cause we be ‘law of two feetin’’
Use your feet
Don’t just sit
SPLIT
To move to where you
Learn of share.
So be aware
You can be like the
Humble
Bumble bee,
Tripping from place to place
And cross pollinate,
Connecting info
Helping collective wisdom grow.
One other character
Who arrives with a flutter
Is the butter – fly.
Who hangs out, looking good
As a butterfly should.
A place of still
To stop and reflect
Have the conversation you least expect,
A wonderful insect!
Some final words on
Workshop hosting.
It ain’t all coasting!
If you pin it up on the wall
You responsible for that call.
The workshop gotta happen,
Even if you don’t go
You responsible for opening the show.
Second thing,
There’s only two
(PHEW!)
Please record what is cooking
‘cause we all looking
to see
in gallery.
Have no fear it is pretty clear,
There a template set up
for the usin’,
Now we’re cruisin
Into the final moments before
Opening the wall
And the market stall.
Just to say again
Grab a paper and pen
Write your workshop
Announce it to us all
Then stick it to the wall
With a time and place,
Take your time
this ain’t no race.
With no more ado,
I Open Space ...
Welcome to Open Space,
This is the place
Of a new fashion,
You get to organise
Around your passion!
The task:
To ask
‘what really matters to me?’
Then take responsibility
Guided by our core question
Which I am about to mention
READ CORE QUESTION
Let’s get this started
‘cause this train has already departed
Here’s the first mind bender:
We ain’t got no agenda!
Yet ...
But I’ll bet
in 30 minutes or less
No stress
That wall will be full
And choice will be the tension
In a packed programme guided by our intention:
CORE QUESTION AGAIN (?)
How to do it?
How to fly?
Let me try and
Clarify:
If you got a workshop
to offer to the question
Head to the centre,
Grab a pen and write the intention
Or topic and your name,
To give it some fame
Announce it to us all,
Then take a time a time and place
And stick it to the wall.
So simple
No trouble atall.
But here’s another mind blaster:
You do not have to be
A master
Expert
Or Mentor.
This here is a curious centre.
If you know nothing
and want to know more,
Don’t hold or stop
Host a workshop!
It’s a sure
cure
To learn more.
Which brings me to the principles and one law:
‘Whoever comes are the right people’
to have around.
They are the ones with the passion
For the ground
You are hoping to cover
Everyone else is searching in the other
Workshops
Serving our core intention.
We working together
In sperate places,
It’s a great invention!
So, what happens if no-one comes?
All alone.
When was the last time
You got to stop and reflect
On your own?
Especialy on something that
Gets you out of your seat
Makes your heart beat.
This time is for your passion
To bring
Unqiue learning
To us all.
Honour the call.
‘Whatever happens is the only thing that could have’
So let go of expectation
Of what this should be,
Set it free.
Trust the open space form
It holds the storm.
‘When it starts is the right is the right time’
It’s no crime
To chat or have a cup of tea
Be free and see
When you begin
Don’t force it to be happpenin’.
‘When it’s over it’s over’
Don’t hang on
Move on
To where you belong.
To fill the time gap
It’s a trap
So get up and get movin’
To find a space where
You be contributin’.
You see
this ain’t now normal meetin’
Cause we be ‘law of two feetin’’
Use your feet
Don’t just sit
SPLIT
To move to where you
Learn of share.
So be aware
You can be like the
Humble
Bumble bee,
Tripping from place to place
And cross pollinate,
Connecting info
Helping collective wisdom grow.
One other character
Who arrives with a flutter
Is the butter – fly.
Who hangs out, looking good
As a butterfly should.
A place of still
To stop and reflect
Have the conversation you least expect,
A wonderful insect!
Some final words on
Workshop hosting.
It ain’t all coasting!
If you pin it up on the wall
You responsible for that call.
The workshop gotta happen,
Even if you don’t go
You responsible for opening the show.
Second thing,
There’s only two
(PHEW!)
Please record what is cooking
‘cause we all looking
to see
in gallery.
Have no fear it is pretty clear,
There a template set up
for the usin’,
Now we’re cruisin
Into the final moments before
Opening the wall
And the market stall.
Just to say again
Grab a paper and pen
Write your workshop
Announce it to us all
Then stick it to the wall
With a time and place,
Take your time
this ain’t no race.
With no more ado,
I Open Space ...
Field Notes on Circle
January 18, 2012 By
There were 25 of us. Gathered together to start Healthier Healthcare Systems: Daring to Create Together What the Needed New Can Be. I had the sense that we were pioneers. It was what my co-hosts Steve Ryman, Kathy Jourdain, Marc Parnes and I welcomed. I would come to learn much more about that over the next three days together.
This post is mostly about deeper learning on circle. And about deep appreciation of what happens underneath the process. Learnings that started for me 13 years ago with Christina Baldwin and Ann Linnea of PeerSpirit. It does have a field notes quality to me. I want to give words to some experience that I’m trying to make sense of. I want to offer it out to others as invitation to notice if this matches up with other experiences.
This was the opening circle for this event, a three day residential gathering. After some general welcome and context setting for why and how we could be together, Kathy and Steve hosted a circle with questions that many of us have used often. Who are you? Why did you choose to come here? The tone was an invitation to speak personally (the professional “who you are” was to follow in a different round). It was also tagged with “really” to invite a depth. Who are you, really? Why did you come here, really? We has 75 minutes for this round.
The circle was great. Suffice it to say just that. I could feel the overall sense of people arriving. I could see people begin to speak longer and more openly as the circle continued. They way it seems to often happen. I see it as a space of arriving. Hearing voice. Offering voice. Sharing story. Beginning to share questions. Beginning to weave together, feel the on-switch of together. There is also something important about the freedom that people feel in this space. I hear the words -- “this is a safe place...there is trust here.” These and other expressions that show a difference between what we are doing now and our regular forms of meeting.
What is really going on here? What is this opening? These are the questions I sit with as I watch the circle. It’s not just people talking. It’s not just people listening, even listening deeply. Here is some of my learning from this time, that builds on many circles from many events.
1. Circle Activates an Identity of the Whole -- “Activates” is an important word to me. It references an energetic quality that feels already present, but just not turned on yet. To sit in circle is to turn on the awareness of “we” as a group. It no longer is an individual in the group or a collection of individuals. It is an awareness of the entity that is the group together. None of that is perfect. I get this. But even the taste of a wholeness identity is what I believe really lights people up. It will often be expressed as an appreciation for friendship. Or for the experience of belonging that is present. I always see the group as its own living entity. Circle starts to make that accessible to the “individuals” in the room.
2. Circle Weaves the Web to Invite Further Connection -- This one feels more simple. It is particularly relevant for multi-day gatherings, but I believe is true for one hour meetings also. In circle, often people will share things that seem to blur the line between professional and personal. Many are accustomed (or required) to keeping these distinctly separate. But to share bits of personal life that matter to us -- this invites something to come back to over lunch or other times of connection. Some of it is hobbies and things that people like to do. Some of it is family. Some of it is grief or loss. The circle helps invite this, particularly when there is an activation of the whole.
3. Circle Bridges Professional and Personal -- In this circle, like I’ve seen in many others, there were tears. Often those tears are a bit of a surprise for the individual. There is apology for them. I have the sense that the apology comes from the habit of separating the personal from the professional in a way that is no longer useful. The hunger in human beings seems to be toward a greater wholeness, as has been emphasized in many spiritual and philosophical traditions. The tears, to me, are a cracking open to that long yearned-for union. To a welcome of being in full humanity together, even in the name of doing our work.
4. Circle Surprises People with Depth -- This is related to all of the above. People often express feeling very fed by the experience of the circle. And of being humbled by seeing what is in the room. It seems that many of our organizing forms remove us from the depth that we can feel with each other. I don’t believe they are intended to do so. But they do. They remove us from the brilliance that we can feel and be with each other. The “humbled” expressions are to me the beginnings of people feeling the “we” of the group. Or the “field” of the group. Whenever I hear the expressions of surprise and appreciation for depth that people are experiencing-- even just the beginnings of them -- I know that the circle is doing what it can for those of us that are gathered.
One of my good friends and colleagues at this event, Christy Lee-Engel, offered a David Whyte poem in this circle. It includes the line, “everything is awaiting you.” It seems like a lovely fit to accentuate these learnings on circle.
With thanks to all of the group for contributing to the atmosphere that made this learning available. With wishes for the wholeness to grow and serve.
EVERYTHING IS WAITING FOR YOU
(After Derek Mahon)
Your great mistake is to act the drama
as if you were alone. As if life
were a progressive and cunning crime
with no witness to the tiny hidden
transgressions. To feel abandoned is to deny
the intimacy of your surroundings. Surely,
even you, at times, have felt the grand array;
the swelling presence, and the chorus, crowding
out your solo voice. You must note
the way the soap dish enables you,
or the window latch grants you freedom.
Alertness is the hidden discipline of familiarity.
The stairs are your mentor of things
to come, the doors have always been there
to frighten you and invite you,
and the tiny speaker in the phone
is your dream-ladder to divinity.
Put down the weight of your aloneness and ease into
the conversation. The kettle is singing
even as it pours you a drink, the cooking pots
have left their arrogant aloofness and
seen the good in you at last. All the birds
and creatures of the world are unutterably
themselves. Everything is waiting for you.
~ David Whyte ~
This post is mostly about deeper learning on circle. And about deep appreciation of what happens underneath the process. Learnings that started for me 13 years ago with Christina Baldwin and Ann Linnea of PeerSpirit. It does have a field notes quality to me. I want to give words to some experience that I’m trying to make sense of. I want to offer it out to others as invitation to notice if this matches up with other experiences.
This was the opening circle for this event, a three day residential gathering. After some general welcome and context setting for why and how we could be together, Kathy and Steve hosted a circle with questions that many of us have used often. Who are you? Why did you choose to come here? The tone was an invitation to speak personally (the professional “who you are” was to follow in a different round). It was also tagged with “really” to invite a depth. Who are you, really? Why did you come here, really? We has 75 minutes for this round.
The circle was great. Suffice it to say just that. I could feel the overall sense of people arriving. I could see people begin to speak longer and more openly as the circle continued. They way it seems to often happen. I see it as a space of arriving. Hearing voice. Offering voice. Sharing story. Beginning to share questions. Beginning to weave together, feel the on-switch of together. There is also something important about the freedom that people feel in this space. I hear the words -- “this is a safe place...there is trust here.” These and other expressions that show a difference between what we are doing now and our regular forms of meeting.
What is really going on here? What is this opening? These are the questions I sit with as I watch the circle. It’s not just people talking. It’s not just people listening, even listening deeply. Here is some of my learning from this time, that builds on many circles from many events.
1. Circle Activates an Identity of the Whole -- “Activates” is an important word to me. It references an energetic quality that feels already present, but just not turned on yet. To sit in circle is to turn on the awareness of “we” as a group. It no longer is an individual in the group or a collection of individuals. It is an awareness of the entity that is the group together. None of that is perfect. I get this. But even the taste of a wholeness identity is what I believe really lights people up. It will often be expressed as an appreciation for friendship. Or for the experience of belonging that is present. I always see the group as its own living entity. Circle starts to make that accessible to the “individuals” in the room.
2. Circle Weaves the Web to Invite Further Connection -- This one feels more simple. It is particularly relevant for multi-day gatherings, but I believe is true for one hour meetings also. In circle, often people will share things that seem to blur the line between professional and personal. Many are accustomed (or required) to keeping these distinctly separate. But to share bits of personal life that matter to us -- this invites something to come back to over lunch or other times of connection. Some of it is hobbies and things that people like to do. Some of it is family. Some of it is grief or loss. The circle helps invite this, particularly when there is an activation of the whole.
3. Circle Bridges Professional and Personal -- In this circle, like I’ve seen in many others, there were tears. Often those tears are a bit of a surprise for the individual. There is apology for them. I have the sense that the apology comes from the habit of separating the personal from the professional in a way that is no longer useful. The hunger in human beings seems to be toward a greater wholeness, as has been emphasized in many spiritual and philosophical traditions. The tears, to me, are a cracking open to that long yearned-for union. To a welcome of being in full humanity together, even in the name of doing our work.
4. Circle Surprises People with Depth -- This is related to all of the above. People often express feeling very fed by the experience of the circle. And of being humbled by seeing what is in the room. It seems that many of our organizing forms remove us from the depth that we can feel with each other. I don’t believe they are intended to do so. But they do. They remove us from the brilliance that we can feel and be with each other. The “humbled” expressions are to me the beginnings of people feeling the “we” of the group. Or the “field” of the group. Whenever I hear the expressions of surprise and appreciation for depth that people are experiencing-- even just the beginnings of them -- I know that the circle is doing what it can for those of us that are gathered.
One of my good friends and colleagues at this event, Christy Lee-Engel, offered a David Whyte poem in this circle. It includes the line, “everything is awaiting you.” It seems like a lovely fit to accentuate these learnings on circle.
With thanks to all of the group for contributing to the atmosphere that made this learning available. With wishes for the wholeness to grow and serve.
EVERYTHING IS WAITING FOR YOU
(After Derek Mahon)
Your great mistake is to act the drama
as if you were alone. As if life
were a progressive and cunning crime
with no witness to the tiny hidden
transgressions. To feel abandoned is to deny
the intimacy of your surroundings. Surely,
even you, at times, have felt the grand array;
the swelling presence, and the chorus, crowding
out your solo voice. You must note
the way the soap dish enables you,
or the window latch grants you freedom.
Alertness is the hidden discipline of familiarity.
The stairs are your mentor of things
to come, the doors have always been there
to frighten you and invite you,
and the tiny speaker in the phone
is your dream-ladder to divinity.
Put down the weight of your aloneness and ease into
the conversation. The kettle is singing
even as it pours you a drink, the cooking pots
have left their arrogant aloofness and
seen the good in you at last. All the birds
and creatures of the world are unutterably
themselves. Everything is waiting for you.
~ David Whyte ~
Spacious Love — Poetry by Tesa Silvestre
January 8, 2012 By
It is the poetry that seems to be calling me in this early part of 2012. It reminds me of something Michael Jones shared with me once when working together. “Wherever science goes, poetry was there a hundred years ago.”
The poem below is from friend Tesa Silvestre, whom I met in work at the Essex Conference and Retreat Center. In the way that I know Tesa, she offers much about expanding hearts and the depth of knowing and companioning that is a kin to soul tribe.
Spacious love
Can you feel this electricity in the air
between us?
these clouds of electrons swirling and dancing in the sparkling emptiness that fills and connects us?
Oh, don't be fooled by this visual illusion of separation!
When we look into each other's eyes, and stretch into the space between our hearts, our whole bodies start tingling, as we let ourselves feel the currents of energy always flowing within and between everything.
Friends, If you ever get to witness others quietly enjoying each other's presence like that, don't stand by and feel left out.
Join and drink in this spacious loving.
Sooner or later, we'll all receive buzzing evidence that we're always atomically and intimately connected to each other.
The poem below is from friend Tesa Silvestre, whom I met in work at the Essex Conference and Retreat Center. In the way that I know Tesa, she offers much about expanding hearts and the depth of knowing and companioning that is a kin to soul tribe.
Spacious love
Can you feel this electricity in the air
between us?
these clouds of electrons swirling and dancing in the sparkling emptiness that fills and connects us?
Oh, don't be fooled by this visual illusion of separation!
When we look into each other's eyes, and stretch into the space between our hearts, our whole bodies start tingling, as we let ourselves feel the currents of energy always flowing within and between everything.
Friends, If you ever get to witness others quietly enjoying each other's presence like that, don't stand by and feel left out.
Join and drink in this spacious loving.
Sooner or later, we'll all receive buzzing evidence that we're always atomically and intimately connected to each other.
The Door Frame — Poetry by Adrienne Rich
January 6, 2012 By
This is a favorite for me that I’ve used often, from American poet, Adrienne Rich. I like the way that this points to the openings and the essentialness of choice and awareness. “...there is always the risk of remembering your name...” -- yes, that is beautiful. I’ve heard this poem referenced as The Door Frame, and, as it is referenced below.
Prospective Immigrants Please Note By Adrienne Rich
Either you will go through this door or you will not go through.
If you go through there is always the risk of remembering your name.
Things look at you doubly and you must look back and let them happen.
If you do not go through it is possible to live worthily
to maintain your attitudes to hold your position to die bravely
but much will blind you, much will evade you, at what cost who knows?
The door itself makes no promises. It is only a door.
Prospective Immigrants Please Note By Adrienne Rich
Either you will go through this door or you will not go through.
If you go through there is always the risk of remembering your name.
Things look at you doubly and you must look back and let them happen.
If you do not go through it is possible to live worthily
to maintain your attitudes to hold your position to die bravely
but much will blind you, much will evade you, at what cost who knows?
The door itself makes no promises. It is only a door.
My Favorite 2012 Cartoon
January 5, 2012 By
Partnership Possibilities — Poetry from Maureen Parker
January 4, 2012 By
I appreciate these words, caught and offered by Maureen Parker, a friend, colleague who works with Ottawa Family Services. Maureen was a participant in an event in November that I co-hosted, Developing Partnerships in the Workplace. Deeply insightful in her listening.
Partnership Possibilities
Re-activating a pattern of learning and partnership
WE create a context where purpose and presence
Show up joyfully, to co-cook and simmer
A stirring and emerging field
Letting go of silo machines of productivity
To engage with people
WE re-humanize work and
Make fantastic our collaboration
Dancing the vertical-horizontal shift
WE build bridges and tame our tempers
Transforming the ripple of unhappiness
Into powerful soul connections
And re-membering these life affirming ways
WE wake up, to nourish gentle processes
Which invite wise action
Removing masks, we see creativity shining through
Aware of what is already here, bubbling to the surface
WE invite ourselves into our work, authentically
‘Being into’ that which moves and dances
Emergent joy in storytelling, we connect
And invite a ground swelling shift toward each other
All jazzed up, WE are now ready to protect
The language of what is working
Partnership Possibilities
Re-activating a pattern of learning and partnership
WE create a context where purpose and presence
Show up joyfully, to co-cook and simmer
A stirring and emerging field
Letting go of silo machines of productivity
To engage with people
WE re-humanize work and
Make fantastic our collaboration
Dancing the vertical-horizontal shift
WE build bridges and tame our tempers
Transforming the ripple of unhappiness
Into powerful soul connections
And re-membering these life affirming ways
WE wake up, to nourish gentle processes
Which invite wise action
Removing masks, we see creativity shining through
Aware of what is already here, bubbling to the surface
WE invite ourselves into our work, authentically
‘Being into’ that which moves and dances
Emergent joy in storytelling, we connect
And invite a ground swelling shift toward each other
All jazzed up, WE are now ready to protect
The language of what is working
Kindness — Poetry from Naomi Shihab Nye
January 3, 2012 By
One of the things I continue to learn is kindness. Offering. Receiving. As practice. As invitation. With my teenagers. With my former spouse. With myself. Practice kindness -- it is a kind of mantra for myself and many.
I appreciate this poem from American / Palestinian poet Naomi Shihab Nye. With thanks to Teresa for sending it.
Kindness Before you know what kindness really is you must lose things, feel the future dissolve in a moment like salt in a weakened broth. What you held in your hand, what you counted and carefully saved, all this must go so you know how desolate the landscape can be between the regions of kindness. How you ride and ride thinking the bus will never stop, the passengers eating maize and chicken will stare out the window forever. Before you learn the tender gravity of kindness, you must travel where the Indian in a white poncho lies dead by the side of the road. You must see how this could be you, how he too was someone who journeyed through the night with plans and the simple breath that kept him alive. Before you know kindness as the deepest thing inside, you must know sorrow as the other deepest thing. You must wake up with sorrow. You must speak to it till your voice catches the thread of all sorrows and you see the size of the cloth. Then it is only kindness that makes any sense anymore, only kindness that ties your shoes and send you out in the day to mail letters and purchase bread, only kindness that raises its head from the crowd of the world to say It is I you have been looking for, and then goes with you everywhere like a shadow or a friend.
I appreciate this poem from American / Palestinian poet Naomi Shihab Nye. With thanks to Teresa for sending it.
Kindness Before you know what kindness really is you must lose things, feel the future dissolve in a moment like salt in a weakened broth. What you held in your hand, what you counted and carefully saved, all this must go so you know how desolate the landscape can be between the regions of kindness. How you ride and ride thinking the bus will never stop, the passengers eating maize and chicken will stare out the window forever. Before you learn the tender gravity of kindness, you must travel where the Indian in a white poncho lies dead by the side of the road. You must see how this could be you, how he too was someone who journeyed through the night with plans and the simple breath that kept him alive. Before you know kindness as the deepest thing inside, you must know sorrow as the other deepest thing. You must wake up with sorrow. You must speak to it till your voice catches the thread of all sorrows and you see the size of the cloth. Then it is only kindness that makes any sense anymore, only kindness that ties your shoes and send you out in the day to mail letters and purchase bread, only kindness that raises its head from the crowd of the world to say It is I you have been looking for, and then goes with you everywhere like a shadow or a friend.
