A Thought

In a deep relationship, you are constantly receiving information and insight from the Soul of Women. In the end, you have not only learned from one woman, but in some small or large way, you have learned from the very core of all that is Woman.

REINVENTION

Let us make the case for reinvention. Let us put into our eyes the swollen fury that will burn through any and all passing obstructions. Let us not pause and simply do what has been done before with great enthusiasm. But rather let fly the ideas that come. Let them pave the way, not some guided concept. And if we sink for a spell down the slope of ambiguity, let it be known that this is no sore spot. A bit of muddling must take place before the new direction takes root. Cycles and cycles we ride upon. We pass here and there to different lands, and always we must seek that shovel which opens new ground, which brings new circumstances, new adaptations. 

The difference, my dear friends, is in the poop. 

A wide bit of sky opens above my head, which has nothing to do with me. So vast and deep are its depths, that the fact that it is impossibly high never enters my mind. It is just deep. So build the stairway and seek it out. Are not the woods still burning?

Laying Down Disappointment

What was heard and seen in dreams

Makes no bond with waking life.

Come chase me, it beckons after waking.

It's fruition being so tempting, I do chase it.

Daydreaming, it reinforces the certainty of the 

Dream becoming real. Follow that.

I followed it so far, until I didn't know where

To go. But here I am, I shouted.

Where are you, dream? Nothing is like I 

Saw. And then the dream speaks: "I have 

No obligation to you but to set fire to 

Your woodpile. And I will not be easy 

To guess. I will not tie my hands with

Literal rope. Seek me, I tell you. I 

Will not lead you wrong. But I shall not

Subject myself to your understanding of me.

It is you who must open your eyes. The road

Has never been narrow. But I make 

No demands. Keep seeking." And so I

Throw the torch I held to light my way

Thus far into the flowing stream. Eyes closed.

I started walking. It wasn't long before I found

Myself in a ditch. But that, too, is part of 

Dreaming. And I am so full of feeling. So

Hungry and wanting. So open mouthed to 
Feed. Take the wider view.