July 23 2018

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You can only swallow so much

And then you start choking

In the Navaho Creation Story Changing Woman speaks to her consort the Sun:

“Remember, as different as we are, you and I, we are of one spirit. As dissimilar as we are, you and I, we are of equal worth. As unlike as you and I are, there must always be solidarity between the two of us. Unlike each other as you and I are, there can be no harmony in the universe as long as there is no harmony between us” (Zolbrod,1984, p. 275).

I would love you even if we had nothing

He said

Liquidifying my mind into a melted hum

What that really means

Is we could survive off of love

Validating in that very instant what I’d been scared of all along

Love is real

Realer than power

Or what we have

Or what we see

Or what we do

Or what we believe

Or how we conjure

Or how we conceive

Everything as it’s own entity

What’s true is how it’s strung together

How the woven pieces create a tapestry

Together melding into an ever deepened independence

As the mind smooths it’s edges

By a loving presence

Union begins to emerge

No more duals

No more daggers

No more hateful rageful moments

Creating ever more complex structured maneuvers for love to wrap itself around and transform into what have you

Creativity is what emerges

Through each of these experiences

They way we translate it

Is the process of maintaining it

Understanding the act

Finding the good graces

Of arms awaiting in epic embracing

Attainment of nothing that’s tangible

Nothing of ‘worth’

Nothing money can buy

And even better

Nothing that can be codified or manipulated or rehearsed

Presently unfolding

Improvised play

We are all just experiencing our reality all damn day

Experience to its fullest

Express to the root

Go deep and make waves

For what else have I got to loose

Nestle into the ride

Snuggle with the seas

Make love to the ephemeral transitions

And link together every node of being

Dive into Dreamtime

Play in lucid waking

Meld together the seen

And unseen as one true understanding

Neither more important

Neither going head to head

A simple compilation

Contemplation

Of what’s ahead

Together we walk

Together we roam

Together we go

Together

From the roots

We gather together

We gather together

We play

Lena Cole