Sometimes everything has to be enscribed across the heavens so you can find the one line already written inside you. Sometimes it takes a great sky to find that small, bright, and indescribable wedge of freedom in your own heart. David Whyte

A Prosaic Back Story

on April 6, 2017

I found my Haiku “Good Housekeeping” forgotten among my drafts and published it yesterday. The classical elements Fire, Water, Wind and Earth that my poetry alludes to have been a part of my morning meditations for a quarter of a century.

I light a candle and drink my coffee. Fire is the flame that begins with my striking a match. Without air the candle would not burn. Earth is all around me in my potted plants. Water keeps them alive. My meditations have nourished me and kept me connected with God and the universe.

Lately I lament the sea-change of our world moving on a wave of violence. I shed tears over the burning of cities and homes. I mourn the disregard for the basic needs of human and animal life, and our planet. Fire, Water, Wind and Earth surround us still. I pray for winds of change to blow us toward justice.

17 responses to “A Prosaic Back Story

  1. Christy B says:

    Oh sweet friend, it is so hard, this world, and I understand your mourning. xx

  2. vivachange77 says:

    Blessings on you for befriending me, Christy. Thanks for understanding. At this point I don’t seem capable of writing about some of the things that spoke to me last year. ❤

  3. I do understand your grief. Perhaps our task as elders is to hold onto hope. We’ve seen so many changes during our lives. And I think back on the early years of the 20th Century and it’s wars and discord. A parallel in so many ways to the opening of this century. So I remember Hegel’s theory of history as a spiral of ever widening spiritual growth. That gives me hope.

  4. JoHanna Massey says:

    Oh indeed, these are times of sixes and sevens and I am so grateful for the comfort and security that nature offers to me with the present unfolding of Spring.

    This is such a lovely piece of writing and you speak for so many with your words.

    Thank you. 🌍

    • vivachange77 says:

      Good way to describe the times. Today feels like real Spring after snow two days ago. It does help. I am grateful that my words can speak for you and others. I think we will get through this in community.

  5. I of July says:

    Your morning meditation ritual sounds like an elixir. Something to emulate 🙂 I like the hopeful ending.

    • vivachange77 says:

      Elixir is a good word for it. Thanks, Heath. I’m glad you hear hopfulness. I’m discovering that writing about my depressed thoughts and having you and others respond is giving me hope.

  6. It isn’t always possible to write about the joyful, but your meditation sounds like a sacred moment in the day.

  7. I love the elements you are mindful of. We have lost sight of them in this “enlightened” age, blinded by digital elements on the screen.

  8. vivachange77 says:

    I appreciate your sensing what my words were about.

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