So Much Isn’t a Problem
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It’s weird that grappling with health gone awry or the nauseating politics of the day
Scratches the same strange itch;
The one that says we are better for being in the fight.
The horrible pseudo-holiness sewn into feelings of self-worth
Stemming from actively participating in the fray
As opposed to very quietly witnessing
Seduces us.
The adrenaline rush of acute pain
And screeching disbelief in flawed human behavior on display of late
Feel similar.
Are we really better for being in the fight?
Reading about it, talking about it, going to every doctor, taking every new pill
Or is there more potency in just the recognition of WHAT IS
FOR THE MOMENT
And using our own finite energy reserves
To attempt just a tidbit of elevation
Of our own personal energy frequency;
Maybe lift ourselves up a tad
Out of the mud.
Love ourselves enough not to succumb
To the lowest common denominator
As tempting to our nervous system
Out of habit
As this inclination may be.
Today I will practice
Not involving myself so much in the dramas of the day in my body and in the world.
I will trust in the intelligence I understand to be
So much larger than me
And use any extra energy I have
To keep myself uplifted
And through this state
Perhaps be of service to others.
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Thank you. This quiet dignity nourishes me.
Beautiful!
I love all the simple art you
Post. Always pattern, texture, essence of. You
Keep amazing me.
My little friend, you never stop contributing to the world. How could you stop?
As I read this I thought….. I wish I lived close by, so I could roll around Santa Fe with you and watch your wisdom in real time. I wish I was not so far away. Love you with all my heart.