poetry in my pocket
We all have little tricks we use with ourselves to stay on track, grounded, alert or simply aware.
I’ve written about one of mine previously, poetry in my pocket.
Every now and then I connect strongly with a piece of text — a poem, a quote, a proverb, a word — and I write it down on a piece of paper and carry it with me, every day, carefully and in aspiration of integrating its essence into my life.
About a month ago one such combination of words caught my eye and I have found myself returning to read them again and again. It’s a poem. Very short, just 15 words. I’ve written the poem down several times. I don’t yet know it by heart.
Blessed be my feet that I may walk
in the path of my highest will.
The poem along with an image of feet walking on the beach is the last content to the chapter “the Silver gate – facing new experiences and the unknown”. I’m reading a book about aging gracefully and wisely, more on that later.
a bit unexpected
I’ve decided its time to say good bye to my current pocket poem –which are a few lines from Mary Oliver’s The Summer Day
Tell me, what is it you plan to do
With your one wild and precious life?
I think that’s a good question to return to frequently, and I have done and am doing a lot of work around this question — where to focus my energies with a view towards the long-term and being both sustainble in my work/life/everything balance and doing work that has an impact while also being happy and growing.
And I don’t know how to explain it, I just know that “blessed be my feet” is the next poem for my pocket. And the time is now.
It is a bit unusual for me to contemplate a poem, a word, whatever it is for only a few months, in this case from February to now. But oh well, that’s the way it is.
And shortly I’ll get back to you on how the journey to my highest will is going.
And last, here is the book I mentioned earlier, it may not be everyone’s cup of tea, but click on the links and see what you think.
The Second Half of Life: Opening the eight gates of wisdom by Angeles Arrien