Unstitched

I lost my mittens on Calton Hill
Twas Beltaine night and I thought it’d be chill
But the fire burned hot so I stripped down nude
And my poor little mittens had nothing to do

Neglected and sad they wandered off
And were banished away with the cold winter’s frost
Hand-knitted and warm, a gift from a friend
Sacrificed to the Spring, cast off at the end.

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On the subject of potholes

Autobiography in Five Chapters

I walk down the street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk
I fall in.
I am lost… I am hopeless.
It isn’t my fault.
It takes forever to find a way out.

I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I pretend I don’t see it.
I fall in again.
I can’t believe I’m in the same place.
But it isn’t my fault.
It still takes a long time to get out.

I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I see it is there.
I still fall in… it’s a habit
My eyes are open
I know where I am
It is my fault.
I get out immediately.

I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I walk around it.

I walk down another street.

‘Autobiography in Five Chapters’ was written by Portia Nelson (1920 – 2001) and quoted in โ€œThe Tibetan Book of Living and Dyingโ€

Thank you for breaking my heart

Thank you for breaking my heart

For the depth of the pain ...
     which showed me how much I could feel
For sending me into the dark ...
     where I found my light
For the broken pieces ...
     which allowed more space for love

For the ocean of tears ...
     which washed away the unimportant
For the hot rage of anger ... 
     which helped me to set my boundaries
For the fear that took my breath away ... 
     and forced me to inhale my courage

For shattering my foundation ... 
     and giving me the chance to rebuild 
For bringing me to my knees ... 
     where I could see the helping hands of friends 
For the vulnerability of my weakness ... 
     which is intertwined with my strength 

For taking away the certainty of what I knew ... 
     which let me do what I never imagined I could 
For plunging me into the unknown ... 
     and for all I learned there
For the wrenching change in my path ... 
     and the unexpectedly places it's taken me

Thank you for breaking my heart ... 
     for I prayed for love 
     and I was given the opportunity to love

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