Month: April 2014

Love should grow up like a wild iris in the fields,
unexpected, after a terrible storm, opening a purple
mouth to the rain, with not a thought to the future,
ignorant of the grass and the graveyard of leaves
around, forgetting its own beginning….

Love should
grow up like a wild iris, but doesn’t, it comes from
the midst of everything else, sees like the iris
of an eye, when the light is right,
feels in blindness and when there is nothing else is
tender, blinks, and opens
face up to the skies.
–Susan Griffin

In your experience, how does love grow?

It could be a dead leaf, clinging on when all the others are gone, but it isn’t. It’s a butterfly, minus a little bit of time.

What in your life looks like an old remnant, but is really the promise of things to come?

Some people spend their lives dreaming of graceful yachts and a life of luxury floating on the waves. Captain Ken has work to do, and the boat to do it with. No frills. Just what the job needs.

What gives you satisfaction in work well done?

With the warmth of spring, the tight knobs of buds are expanding into fireworks, or stars, or fragrant clouds.

What within you is expanding?

“Don’t be afraid to be confused. Try to remain permanently confused. Anything is possible. Stay open, forever, so open it hurts, and then open up some more, until the day you die, world without end, amen.”
―George Saunders

How do you embrace confusion?