a bear to your door

Think in ways you’ve never thought before.
If the phone rings, think of it as carrying a message
Larger than anything you’ve ever heard,
Vaster than a hundred lines of Yeats.

Think that someone may bring a bear to your door,
Maybe wounded and deranged; or think that a moose
Has risen out of the lake, and he’s carrying on his antlers
A child of your own whom you’ve never seen.

When someone knocks on the door,
Think that he’s about
To give you something large: tell you you’re forgiven,
Or that it’s not necessary to work all the time,
Or that it’s been decided that if you lie down no one will die.

–Robert Bly

Morning Poems
jacked it from:  http://peacefullpresence.blogspot.com/
Ostensibly a Zouk/Bollywood crossover… or at least… a zoukable bollywood song.


What is important?



Making the world incrementally better instead of incrementally worse… or at least… keeping it at base line.



Be helpless and dumbfounded,
unable to say yes or no.

Then a stretcher will come from grace
to gather us up.

We are too dull-eyed to see the beauty.
If we say Yes we can, we will be lying.

If we say No, we don’t see it,
that no will behead us
and shut tight our window into spirit.

-Rumi as transl. by Coleman Barks

Even if you don’t.

1. Forget what I said about the Zouk community here.

It’s growing.  The people in it are flipping awesome.  And…. we bout to have t-shirts… whatever. anyways.

2. The immigration process is stalled.  Our paperwork is in the Embassy in Delhi, but who knows when they’ll process it?  We called and they couldn’t tell us anything but “it could be a few months”.

I am so distrustful of bureaucracy in India (even if, supposedly, it’s Americans working at that Embassy).