Photo of part of weaving from San Juan Cotzal, K'iche', Guatemala. View From My 50’S
Contemplating the journey ahead
I can only remember past ones,
across open spaces,
journeys that cleansed this being
of Doubt and Fear.
I can only go how and where
My heart directs me.
I continue,
With intense aloneness,
Looking at each horizon
as a possible home.
The same way I stare in lighted windows as
I pass along this street.
The journey to the Light is
the same as the one home.
The going is a becoming.
I seek wisdom and compassion,
a total healing of my myriad selves.
Still, in awe of the Spirit’s pull,
I know Death cannot free me
of this longing to go beyond...........
Through lifetimes of learning and letting go,
Wise, compassionate, empty,
I will be free at last.
1997 copyright Mitzi Linn
Contemplating the journey ahead
I can only remember past ones,
across open spaces,
journeys that cleansed this being
of Doubt and Fear.
I can only go how and where
My heart directs me.
I continue,
With intense aloneness,
Looking at each horizon
as a possible home.
The same way I stare in lighted windows as
I pass along this street.
The journey to the Light is
the same as the one home.
The going is a becoming.
I seek wisdom and compassion,
a total healing of my myriad selves.
Still, in awe of the Spirit’s pull,
I know Death cannot free me
of this longing to go beyond...........
Through lifetimes of learning and letting go,
karmic debts will be paid.
I will be free at last.
1997 copyright Mitzi Linn
ahhh mitzi, we so think alike. thank you my dear friend for sharing so much wisdom and heart with us. i love you. enjoy everything in the southlands....ahhhhhh, i still hope to be there with you someday...time is movin on though isn't it. thinking of you as we move towards the darkest night. love you. cc in chitown
ReplyDeletethanks cc, much love to you!!!
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