Be cheerfully devoted to shedding your certainties. Lose your attachment to the beliefs and theories you tend to overly rely on. Make yourself as empty and clear and spacious as you possibly can.~Rob Brezsny
There is no chart for these hot waters when
new lands emerge while we’re asleep deprived
of inner compasses, we stir alive
in the deep reckoning. Where we’ve been
is of no consequence. Habits adrift
clamor, stuck in story. How then to shift
automatic vehicles streamlined, cruising
faster than we feel as we’re losing
ground? Morning comes, a frog is swimming dire
along the slanted blue edge. I inquire
if she needs aid. She nears and peers above
and so together we create true love’s
miracles, giving and receiving. She
pauses for a photo and we breathe the
new medium. I point her toward the pond.
Now she must cross this broad green swath alone.
Birds watch and call. Intention’s radiance
deflates cultists’ lockstep obedience.
This woman never follows silly lies.
I poke some holes, walk free, aim the truth’s rise.