Aliveness and Remembering

Round and round and round we go

Mountains so high and valleys of low.

A range of emotion, sensation, and thought accompany the path

Like wild animals in the night following your tracks.

Always close by, these animate things

Adapting and responding to the way life sings

And sing the must, sing they will

What tools will you pack to navigate the trills?

This wild journey isn’t stagnant

Nothing lasts forever.

Hug yourself tenderly and take time

To care and console

Tend to the hurst that nips at your soles.

All of the creatures that appear along the way

Are trying to protect or keep something at bay.

So, whenever possible

Connect with conditions of safe and enough

And let your wild body rest among the mosses and trunks.

If you feel called, you can slip out of your skin

Retreat into the womb that makes everything kin.