living in eventful times

My body knows

   Sun, May 17, 2009 - 11:43 AM
Even my body, my poor klutzy body, the body that hid from gym class, the body that ducks baseballs, the body that is wobbly and injured and aging, the body that loves coffee and cheesecake and a grilled sausage on a bun –
While my brain lunges and snaps for elusive rationale,
My body, my one and only body, speaks the truth.



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Sun, May 17, 2009 - 6:39 PM
Thank you for this, Carmen.
Mon, May 18, 2009 - 11:58 AM
know body knows my body like I do,
No body hears its bellows....
i do
;)
Thu, May 21, 2009 - 1:46 AM
knowing my...
thinking too much on the day's past events
means that it's time for my body to cry/laugh/shake it through

the body alone is wise to moan.

my body whispers for me to type this
then surges me to sleep
Fri, May 22, 2009 - 7:08 AM
then agains, and maybes...
before and after,
chopping wood, hauling water
the discipline of small things,
the moment filled with hows
and whys, whens, why nots,
should of, could of, would of,
showing up and doing the work
with ease, or numerous trys, or not at all
the how of how we move on,
is what makes us wise,
or not...
Azul