THROUGH THE LOOP

An Enquiry into human flourishing

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What do you notice?

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Power is

I was in a circle of grief.

My friend lay

in raw vulnerability

deep sadness

dark unknown

fear

 

As I looked around the circle I noticed

that grief

drawing out beautiful qualities

in this circle of friends

great strength and self-assuredness

deep clarity and lightness

such tender love and care

I felt my own peace and wisdom rising

and together we met darkness

 

Later,

I was walking

and I came across a friend

 

I looked into his eyes.

 

And as I looked into his eyes

I felt all the qualities

from all my friends

in the circle of grief

rising in me:

vulnerability, strength

tender love, clarity

lightness and wisdom

energy strands

rising from the base of my spine

flowing and entwining

into a helix, rising

up through my belly

and I felt deeply powerful

 

I noticed that I didn't want

to hug my friend.

I've been strong

in gentle, caring, nurturing love

for a while

but this time

it felt clear and loving

to challenge him

 

From my power

I saw his dormant power

And as I looked into his eyes

I challenged him

to meet me

 

As I looked into his eyes

I could see his power rising

and as his face 

let go of his masks

I saw his vulnerability

strength

wisdom

love

And we met

without touch

in power

 

Later

I was sitting 

in a big circle of friends

and things seemed pretty good

as we listened to each other

 

Then one friend

touched a true sadness.

I saw her eyes moisten

and I felt my own sadness bloom

and I noticed my strength,

tender love and wisdom 

also rising

and as I looked around the circle again

I noticed

I am taller

I am in my power again

 

 

 

 


 

Power is

a fourfold affair

found in the circle

of grief

 

The first flow is the river

I am tearing

welling sadness

unknowing

my fingertips touch fear

 

The second flow is the earth

gentle

I nurture

and hold with tender love

everything

that rests with me

 

The third flow is the rata

vine and tree

strong trunk

broad branches

I carry you

my epiphyte

my red bloom

 

The fourth flow is the crystal air

clear

my winds have

touched your face

and felt

your every expression

wisdom

lightness

I laugh as I tumble

 

A true sadness

heart touched

by a friend

calls my river

and I feel my earth, vine and air

rise to join it,

rising and entwining

from the base of my spine

up through my belly

 

I look around and notice

I am taller

I am in my power

 

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