By Don / Date: September 17th, 2012
There is a fumbling inside as if part of me lost the car keys and cannot remember where they were put. This morning, contemplating patience – being in discomfort, waiting for release. How to hold it. And realizing, subtly that I was holding on to the discomfort – defining myself by a story. And so […]
By Don / Date: September 17th, 2012
As a Man, standing at my limits. Open, feeling – fumbling for words to say what is inside. I have already journeyed a million miles to get to this place. And I still touch shame, and judgment, frustration and anger. All of these live within me. And tenderness, and weirdness, and darkness, and edges, and […]
By Don / Date: September 16th, 2012
Am I hiding again? Or being kind? Am I standing up so you can push against me? Or push me over? Or push past me? I have had a wonderful day, and now these questions…
By Don / Date: September 16th, 2012
Presence over safety – to freedom Trust over story – to connection Acceptance over image – to joy I choose Love. I hold it. It does not burn or sting. And as it rests in my curious outstretched hand I see the anger, limitedness, closed-ness boil away into nothing I choose to reveal this to […]
By Don / Date: September 16th, 2012
Last night I let what remains of my hair down Fingers sore from playing, throat whiskied from singing New friends, new depth, new possibility of me And then the 4am drive home to a bed So much turns on the last word of the line above…
By Don / Date: September 15th, 2012
…who watches a movie late into the night and sucks the emotion to the core savouring it like a fine wine, appreciating its piquancy, its intensity, its madness Who is it who wakes the next morning with no idea what comes next when all the boundaries are down, where the maps no longer function Who […]
By Don / Date: September 13th, 2012
What I believe of you and what I hear from you – are not the same And you are not the same as what I believe I must let even my beliefs go if I am to see you And let normal life and perceptions go if I am to be the lover I wish […]
By Don / Date: September 5th, 2012
…Whilst a hurricane blows. Without seeking it out, without adding wind. Let the storm come and find me. I am ready to steer a safe course. I cannot be convinced to join the breaking waves or howling wind. They are not mine. I have no claim. I let them go. I am learning Peace.
By Don / Date: September 4th, 2012
Because it is late in the day. I have spent too long wandering around this party listening to snatches of meaningless conversation. Opening the door the smell of burning is still there and nothing anyone has said to me can convince me otherwise that something is seriously wrong. It is time to wake up. It […]