Doors of Perception

“There are things known and there are things unknown, and in between are the doors of perception.” ― Aldous Huxley

This morning in the portal by the lake
my heart exults. New visitors appear:
a cinnamon singer–I came ill-prepped,
dashing back to the human realm for books
and binoculars. Oh, brown thrasher, sing
our true connection. From this moment on
inform my now with highest intent: love
bypasses the television-controlled
lethargic worried minds fatigued by non
sequiturs, an incessant house sparrow’s chipping.  I sit with birds, we electric
beings on the brink of discovery,
awakening again and again to
new creation always buzzing, humming
sacred unknowable unmoving light.

 

Featured image of a brown thrasher found here.

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Victoria Stuart

I'm a poet, philosopher and inner seeker. A giver, lover and a healer who studies the heart.

6 thoughts on “Doors of Perception”

  1. I was once delighted with a brown thrasher, also needing the bird book to identify it.
    Life without a screen is reciprocal, there no comparison between the two experiences. I hadn’t thought about it before, but that’s a huge barrier to valuing and saving the actual world. (K)

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