I read this again today. I was talking to a Soul who needed this message. It was something I needed to hear again my Self. So many times we attach ourselves to people or perhaps allow people to attach themselves to us out of convenience or lack of self knowledge. Hoping that somehow they might fill the empty places or satisfy unformed and vague longings in us. We use and are used because we seek in the other what can only be discovered in the heart. Even in relationships the journey is our’s. It is our responsibility not the other. They too are responsible for the unfolding of their path, not us.
Silly boy, never ever be just something else, somebody else has on their list
Why would you pause along that way
There are no sunsets on lists, or sighs, or laughter, or sweet deep kisses, even true friendship is too large to fit there
Never wait your turn as though you are a beggar at the door
If your appearance is not the sunrise there then perhaps you have again knocked at the wrong place
Welcome mats do change with the season and their promise is sometimes contingent on whim or convenience
Just because welcome was spoken does not guarantee that it will be granted
Leave your gift on that doorstep. You will not be diminished for the gifting, but leave it and go
The Beauty is calling, She beckons and silences the spirit. She calls from a place beyond the surface of things
Deep calls to deep, move out of the shallows, follow the sun’s rising through the early morning’s mist
Would they change you or rearrange you, bid you wait, or take your turn
That is not your path, those are not your companions
Your way is upon the trackless waters, there you may find companions far away from the shallows
There will be great joy in the meeting for they too seek that which calls to you
They understand the deep and those groanings for which there are no words
Leave your gifts at the door, if they would journey they will come, if there is doubt though, beauty will not live there, only lists
You will know your companions for they will beam in your brightness and when you are adrift their clapping will again fill your sails
All else is false promise and the use of you to fill holes in a shallow list, silly boy
Point well taken, your grooviness. 🙂 Still is a lovely thing after all these months. You’re just a teacher at heart.
(Deep calls to deep, move out of the shallows, follow the sun’s rising through the early morning’s mist) ❤️
Hey buddy. Fishing?
I never know where I am in your blog, I meant to be in December, but by pressing on your name I was sent to you here. This is where I’m supposed to be. This is for you. Your name is the password. Still working on it.
Good morning sugar. don’t know if something is wrong with the blog but I just don’t have time to research it.
Lovely. I am repainting the little plywood canoe that my children and father and I built at the Wooden Boat Fest here years ago….. hope to be on the water soon with dreamers like you…..
Post some pictures. Would love to see.
Here:
https://wordpress.com/post/9504064/1119
I haven’t taken a picture painted, but I will.
ooops, wrong address. Here:
ttps://drkottaway.wordpress.com/2015/05/13/nuf-canoe/
Beautiful PG…
Hey friend!
Truly enjoyed listen to this after reading it. Thank you,
I am so glad you came by here.
The mist swirls, and the boat gently rocks, as I read. And read again.
“There are no sunsets on lists, or sighs, or laughter, or sweet deep kisses, even true friendship is too large to fit there…” Sensual, and beautiful! And I want to say sultry. It just floated up to mind.
And here: “Deep calls to deep, move out of the shallows, follow the sun’s rising through the early morning’s mist.” That touches deeply, leaving me to sigh.
Then: “Your way is upon the trackless waters, there you may find companions far away from the shallows.” You are a wayfarer, and the ripples of your wading reaches out, gathering in your companions. We have waited for you, rejoice in your presence.
And I smile when I read: “You will know your companions for they will beam in your brightness and when you are adrift their clapping will again fill your sails”
Your brightness, your very essence, is truly inspirational!
:wanders into the listening room:
You are a most generous and elegant poet mylady! Thank you for your light and in the recognition of your singular vioce and vision I applaud you. I will add one boys’ clapping to the many others. May your sails be full and your journey swift my friend.
*smiles!* There’s a lot of feel good in your words! *bows* I thank you!
This is perfect.
I am glad you were here
I can see that new picture. I wonder if it had something to do with it being a screen capture? i might experiment with it on mine to see if it does the same thing.
I looked for the original one but could not find it. Wanted to use the one she sent
I did, too. That’s why I did the screen capture. Maybe it corrupts the file. Maybe I can change that. I’ll experiment with it and see. Morning, your dudeship. <3
Hello, I nominated you for The Versatile Blogger Award…for more, please see:
https://thehutownerblog.wordpress.com/2015/05/11/versatile-blogger-award-2/
Thank you so much! My schedule is such that right now I can’t get to it. I enjoy your posts very much.
…and thank you, too for enjoying this blog of mine…Plato’s groove!
I was grabbed by the line the Lady Calen mentioned also: “If your appearance is not the sunrise there then perhaps you have again knocked at the wrong place.” So true!
Very true .. Sometimes you feel so welcomed and warmth from someone that you just fall for the fake facade :/
Even if they mean well, it are what it are. 🙂
I agree..
Im glad you came by here.
Always a pleasure:)
Need to take my older self to bed. 🙂
It might be my computer, but the image links on this and previous posts are broken. Just a heads up, in case you didn’t realise it. I hope you’re well. That was a lot to digest.
Hey friend. It shows on mine. I dont know what to do. Maybe I will change the picture and see if it works.
I’m sorry to bother you at this ungodly hour. It’s just that I had the same thing happen to me yesterday and I had to collapse my blog to fix a glitch that wasn’t even my fault. I hope it’s not happening to you.
Calen said it was not up on hers either. I changed pictures
That’s really kind of you, thank you. Addressing the elephant in the room, though: Are you alright?
Yes mam. Feeling better than I have in a few. Im back writing at 1:30 🙂
I’m certainly glad to hear that you’re feeling better. It’s hard to imagine, as I know you’re surrounded by people who care. That’s tremendous. Please take advantage. x
That is so “real.” I can’t think of another word for it. How often DO we go to someone’s door expecting that warm welcome only to realize we misunderstood… Yet the attitude of taking it in stride and leaving a gift anyway is so humbling.
I especially liked “If your appearance is not the sunrise there then perhaps you have again knocked at the wrong place.” We should all be the sunrise to those we love and who love us. Yes, that is right.
You did such a great job of describing all of those who follow along on your blog, kindred spirits all. You did something really special and unique with that picture. And the narration on this one was so spontaneous. Loved that, too!!! <3