why do you keep hoarding things if you cannot use them? it is autumn. treat old tools like leaves and you are the tree. shed them and keep being.~kiara
I come out of the house in fog
and jacket, pushed by the insanity
ruling inside closed boxes. An
insistent bird I’ve never heard
summons me to what is real. The media
never arrives at the lake. Well-
stocked and clean, host and besties
with plovers and egrets. Yesterday
in the woods, my grandson teaches
a binoculared birdwatcher bluejay
jeers. The real news is dictated
by the heart, never strikes terror–
dismissed milquetoast by the fear-
mongers. I teach empathy and reject
a gendered, even a specied god. Moved
to worship by being in all its faceted
glory. Space and light and energy.
Moving into stillness and back.
The attic is lined with boxed goods
I might need in some projected future.
The poplar is releasing gold
quivering leaves dancing free.
Today I choose to liberate old tools,
allow blessings to flow–gifts
for the next open-handed receiver
as I create a brand new now
leading into the unpredictable
alignment into empty space
finally able to move and stretch
and spin unhindered into joy.
Inspired by: Milquetoast, Insanity, Dictate and Yesterday, the amazing Universal 4 Month Toolkit from kiara at VKNumerology, and since it’s the first fall day here I am singing along with Eva Cassidy. (Autumn Leaves is such a poignant song that always brings me such joy. What an amazing voice!)