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LEARNING TO WALK

So learning to walk

in evening light

like this again,

we’ll take those first steps

toward mortality,

walking

out of the garden,

through the woods,

along the river,

toward the mountain,

its simple,

that’s what we’ll do,

practicing as we go

and

we’ll be glimpsed,

traveling westward,

no longer familiar,

a following wave,

greeted, as we were at our birth,

as probable

and wonderfully

dangerous strangers,

someone just

coming into view,

someone as

essentially we are

and always have been:

some wild risk

about to break again

on an unsuspecting world.

…

Adapted from LEARNING TO WALK

From RIVER FLOW: New and Selected Poems

Many Rivers Press. ©David Whyte

…

My life is not tied up

in pretty blue bows

not many straight lines appear

on my map to this place

where I find myself today

I’ve chosen to go off grid

well maybe the truth is…

I found myself off grid

and after a while I realized it was the gift!

So I began making difficult, but purpose-filled choices,

again and again to stay there

I’ve skated thin ice and jumped with no net

over and over despite my own stable-craving nature

these tough years teaching me so much

in solitary silence

I’ve learned that somehow the ground always holds my weight

the universe conspiring to help me

and so, I live mostly on the edges

where adventure steals

all the comforts of an easy chair existence

where there is no sinking into the clouded cover of ‘safety’

when risking it all in the danger zone of unconditional loving

takes everything you have

a complex living

of big picture purpose

of loving the world enough to sacrifice pride

to stay small and humble

does anything I do matter?

sometimes Im not sure

But,

If anything does –

then everything does!

and so it goes

and so it goes

💞

Amy Lloyd