Poem by Lukas
All around me
And inside me
Flailing across the medicine wheel
But only the fix-it mental mind in charge of change
Leading our growth.
Ideas, always ideas.
Never just isness
Always the changing sky with its fast moving clouds
Never the rock, or the mountain or the tree.
Never the deep time of timeless ancestors
Or the inherently clear sky
The all, oneness.
Unknown to us.
Our recent generations so scarred
The very notion of old, grounded wisdom
Gone, abandoned and unknown
Always new ideas.
Evidence based ra ra ra.
Ideas that must fit together like bricks
A shape absent in nature
Sometimes we need a wall.
A mentally engineered structure.
Sometimes this kind of thinking is a gift.
But most often our very logic is our prison.
Don’t try and trick me with your rationality
Don’t tell me about your evidence
Don’t scale-up, export and expand
Don’t show me a widget for saving the world.
Don’t try to sell me anything.
Please just connect with me
Connect with the earth.
Connect with your heart.
Connect with spirit.
Be with things as they are.
Dark as well as light together.
Where could we go and flow if this was our way of being?
Of course I can’t tell you rationally.
There’s no map.
These building blocks are not square.
But just letting this mystery wash over me feels like peace.
(Photos by Valerie)