Whenever I want something to end, to be over and done with, like a migraine headache or a cold, AMAG gently reminds me that nothing is ever destroyed, it just changes into something else; destruction and construction are the same when viewed from another perspective, which means that endings are beginnings, completion is initiation, and so on. A poem written by a very dear friend of mine speaks directly to this idea. It's called "Completions." I have completed my study of pain, any pain.
I have completed my study of restriction… physical, mental, creative, emotional. I have completed my study of foolish resistance. I maintain joyful, wise choice. I have completed my study of frustration. I have completed my study of how to just get by. I have completed my study of poverty, of lack… those lies. I have completed my study of oppression, of feeling, seeming, to be LESS, in any way. I have completed my study of looking for/desiring approval or praise from others. I have completed my study of the role of whistle blower, martyr for the reveal of institutional harm. I have completed my study of physical disability and disease. I have completed my study of microbials and choose to allow all to flow through, pass through my body (physical and light), without harm, without disturbance. I have completed my study and pattern of fear, and fearful memory of things not working out before, of things not changing as I had asked. I am new and experienced. I choose with clarity and divinity each breath, knowing magic and all possibility… beauty and truth and love. Aho. ©2012 marni m. anderson
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