changing schedules/plans/practices

can you dance with change?
can you follow the thread back
to where it begins?
to the far off cave where all secrets are held.

can you dance with change?
even on days when you are angry
that your plans are disrupted once again.
can you dance with anger?

can you dance with change?
rolling and tumbling and cartwheeling
until you lie exhausted
sprawled out on the floor.

can you dance with change?
gracefully accommodating
until you stop
turn
and walk the other way.

 

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Home

Is home a hole I can crawl into when I am scared?
Or a more luminous way of living?

homemade cookies
chicken and mashed potatoes
hot baths and hugs
old friends with warm hearts

the place I go after
the adventure

I want to go home where places and people and things are familiar
but where my life is still alive
changing
evolving

adventure bursts into the stillness of the moment
sitting writing with the summer cactus at the kitchen table

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Young Adult Program

bryn tractory

Where would I be without it?
doing the same job but more stressed
the same height but less tall

I would still drive standard
but would be more scared
and I wouldn’t know that I love to drive tractor

my life would be full
but less bright
fun but less funny
and long but less lived.

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Body of Work

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to create a body of work
you need
a body

and not just any-body
or some-body
but your very own body

to create a body of work
you need to breath into your lungs
and feel into your toes
and listen to your heart
your mind
your gut

you have to want it so badly that it hurts
and trick yourself to keep going when you forget

you have to run fast towards the finish line
sprint even
in your first draft

get it down!
fast.

polishing can come in leisurely afternoons
getting it down must be squeezed into crevices
as you wait for the bus
the 5 minutes before the dental hygienist calls your name
before you go to bed
for 10 minutes before you call your partner
squeeze it in!

and how do you keep going at this breakneck speed
when your project is much larger than a postage stamp
and you do and don’t know where it’s going to end up?

trick yourself
any way you can
and keep going
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Fate

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Is it my fate to be sititng in bed at 10:39 pm
trying to push out one-more-poem?

they can’t be pushed
you know
only loving called from the caves that they hide in
the crevices within your heart

coaxed, called, soothed, spoiled,
delighted into the light

and is it my fate to be 27 years old
alone on an adventure towards meaningful living
trying to keep my cool
and live freely
joyfully
trying to live the life of a poem freed from its crevasse?

And what if my life was a poem
and I didn’t know what was coming around the corner until I got there

what if listening, not planning was my work?
and opening not limiting was my life?
and loving not living was my home?

 

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