Politics of the Eyes

My politics begin with the eyes.

If I can’t find the essence of the person when I search in that doorway,

Trust is out of the question.

I use politics as a kind of study ground

Because it’s so bloody easy.

Look at the guy/girl..

Can I find them there?

Is a veil or a wall or a fortress or a glitterdome in the way of me finding them?

This morning, in my foray into the news of the world

There I saw President Obama in the midst of other ‘top-o-the-pyramid’ decision makers.

His eyes were curious and alpha in ways distinctly different than the other men.

Yes, there was power and it was the warrior stance of the samurai;

Space, patience, wisdom, fierceness were all there.

What was missing was the “I KNOW” that repels me when I catch it’s scent anywhere.

It is so very seductive to KNOW…

KNOW the right remedy, the right timing, the right color, the right word, the right person.

But what I continue to see in our president’s eyes is the ACCESSIBILITY that helps me trust.

In his eyes is an OPENING

Along with all the other stuff that goes along with being presidential in a territory peppered with quicksand.

I never want to lose that sense of an opening in my own eyes.

The ‘lock down’ into a dis-ease is not where I go.

The truth is that I DON’T KNOW much about the complications working themselves out in my body.

And most doctors don’t either.

MS feels like the garbage can diagnosis, sometimes, when all the symptomology refuses to fit into a tidy box.

And so, I try to remain smart AND open

WITHOUT the sureness of “I KNOW.”

So I hold the space open for good and trustable information directed toward my healing when I come across it.

And leave the leaden walls of certainty to others.

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2 Responses to “Politics of the Eyes”

  1. Laura Hegfield on January 6th, 2011

    ditto.

  2. Laura Hegfield on January 7th, 2011

    ps….I made mention of you on my blog this morning! http://orli-shines.blogspot.com/2011/01/tolerateembrace.html

    Hope it brings you some kind visitors…speaking of which…some actual embodied visitors are coming over today so I have to get my act together here… I already told them not to expect the hostess with the mostess….just a messy house, my presence and some assistance with stuff they need to learn from me for a class they are teaching…oh yes, I am learning to tolerate and embrace the way I am…the way it is.

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