The urgency I carry in my chest
That makes me walk silently and slowly
Is incomprehensible to some
Because of its muted intensity
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The sound of anger echoing through my porous body
Annoys so many others
By its density and deaf roar
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The articulation of the collective mourning that I anchor
Affects those who identify with the separation of hyper-individualism, in an identity they feel they have to curate and control
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The pain woven into my words
Anchored in love, exhaustion, and enchantment
Open wounds in apathy and privileged innocence
Tearing holes in angry denial
Disconcerting
Spilling
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But here
In bodies that feel
It's a relief to resonate with deep sharing
Here, we don't have to swallow the howls
We can hold each other again
And again
And again
Riven words
Stroking the wounds, of closed down pain
Bringing to the surface, for what?
Does it always need to be this way?
Aha the Ho'oponopono !
It is truly said that there is nothing that cannot be forgiven 🙏
Which is just as well considering the state of us!
We are spirit and matter dancing in wild loving embrace
When we forget this, it hurts.... because it is untruthful
When we remember, it dissolves all
How do we remember?
Listen to the laughter in our bones might be one way
Sitting in Nature so that we get sewn back into the scheme of things, could be another
But the sovereign cure for all is to let the Earth take you over ...... and dance the Earth Tango
This is all we are here for
So dance your pain, dance your grief
Dance your anguish, dance your despair and horror
Dance your anger and rage
Dance your disgust and revulsion
Dance them out, dance them out, dance them out
Don't just sit there wallowing in them!
This is not what they are for
They call us to move and express them, this is what they want
Transmute through action the sorrows of our worlds
In the fractal dance one thing turns into another in the twinkling of an eye
Which comes first, the twinkling eyes or the dance?
Now there is a Question?
Pain is the breaking of our understandings
Dance is the response to energy passing through the system
Grief tended, is grief mended
Our soul concern is to bring ourselves in a state of cleansed readiness to Tango, the Dance of Life 🙏
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