Ready or Not, Here You Are...
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| Art by Sandra Guiloff |
Have you written a triolet (4/30 post)? Taken a mindful walk (4/22 post)? Listed your ideas along with your vision of the joy you’d receive from them (3/26 post)? Has something stirred in you by reading our musings (1/24- 4/25 posts)? Or, has something else contrived to happen?
Charise’s turn:
Interruptions have their own plans. Unexpected events or demands get you off track, derail you. Throw you into action, into immediacy. Insist that you let go of what you thought was happening. Ruffle your feathers, disappoint you, scare you, wake you. What else could cause you to see things differently? What is W.S. Merwin writing about anyway? It’s whatever he sees – the presence with which he looks and how he feels becomes a poem.
How I view this moment defines the world for me. Right now my daughter is the whole of what I see, lying on a hospital bed with ice on one wrist while trying to text her friend with the other hand. The doctor walks in with a one-word pronouncement,” negative”. No fracture, only a sprain.
“ I believe in the ordinary day that is here at this moment and is me”, first line of "A Momentary Creed" by W.S. Merwin.
Get Fired Up:
When your plans get scrapped and your intentions diverted, take a fresh look at what is happening. Make room for wonder. Make -- room -- for – wonder --

I recently learned how to text and at first I was smitten. If I had my 15 year old frontal cortex back, I would be taken over by texting. The mother/daughter scene in the ER fits well with Merwin's vision of the "ordinary day". Thank you Charise for sharing your insights about "life".
ReplyDeleteJerome (An avid reader of your blog)