"When you are writing laws you are testing words to find their utmost power. Like spells, they have to make things happen in the real world, and like spells, they only work if people believe in them."
-Wolf Hall (Mantel)
Damn. I wish I had wrote that. It's a really big clue. If you understand how that connects, how that works, how utterly essential both laws and spells are, if you understand all that, you are truly headed down the right Path.
Here's a spell...er, poem.
Sky Blessings
When hawk calls to you
I know you answer, soaring
higher than before,
becoming distant
to the rest of us, to me
while leaving your note
singing you'll be back
sooner than the next song plays
in my heart for you.
February 21, 2009 9:03 PM
Contraction
1 week ago
Yes!
ReplyDeleteLinda
Hmmmm....
ReplyDeletenow you have me thinking...well, remembering actually.
Beautiful this is....
me too :)
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Thank you, Linda, for stopping by. I am noticing the ebbs and flows in the blogs now. When I joined this blogging community there were a certain group that I felt connected to and many of them have changed or left in that time. Life changes. This is quite similar to my experience in AA. You do not get to predict who stays and who goes and when, but over time most move on.
ReplyDeleteMichelle. Remember well. Memory is close to dream. I am not sure what to make of that but I am sure that memory is easy to change because it is so close to a dream. It is important, I think, to try to track the changes in memory, to know if you have embellished or otherwise changed the memory.
I want to say more about this but it is genuinely new thinking for me to notice the proximity of memory and dream. It will take some time to wend my way through the thickets.
So true. The power of words lies in their reception and the fertility of ground, and the choice between Miracle Grow and Round-up! I feel you in the ebb and flow of this place. I find myself no longer clinging tightly to anything here anymore. Glad you are still here...for now eh?
ReplyDeleteW&W, I still have 390 poems not yet posted here and expect to write more along the way. Some of these are unsalvageable klunkers, but most will publish fine as is or with the change of a few words.
ReplyDeleteI have been blogging long enough, reading from August a year ago and posting beginning on Nov. 8 of last year. I feel the ebbs and flows of things now. Several of my early favorites left. People I was happy to have commenting here have come and gone. I cannot possibly get around to all the blogs I am in touch with. I read bloggers who apologize when they don't get around, but it seems silly to me.
Blogging is a commons. We gather, we may even touch intimately. We go on. Even when we profess friendship and more, there is this weird presence of anonymity and the "off" switch between us. I am less anonymous than some. You can cross reference me and find a person, connect it to where I say I am from. That's really my picture. Most of my friends are harder to find than that. I understand.
When we drop away, there is a small stir and then nothing. I am not here really to find friends. I already had all the friends I need before I started blogging. I have my AA community for that. I am not really looking for a lover because the distance between blogs is too far. Only one, a man, blogs from my local area in my circle. I am here to find companions in the work, to know you are there, to touch.
In my experience we are spread thin on the planet, we who do this work. What work? Ho! There's the rub.
Yes.
ReplyDeleteLast night, at that meeting, I got to see how closely my memory resembled my dream. Lucky for me it was a long way apart or I would be having some hard work in front of me :D
On spells...
You know Christopher, I think it is the waking dream that makes the magic. The spell is not in the subconscious......so I believe. And if I can just dream big enough and hard enough and true enough and REAL enough, I WILL get it.
What ever IT is .
Loving you
xxx
I know what work you speak of. It is about touching another in the heart place. And we do it because we can and we have to.
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Michelle, I agree. We do the work because we can. That is the essence of freedom. I believe strongly that to name the work this or that limits it but we can and do say certain things, like you have said here...yes for sure that is part of it. Magic figures in it, and dreams, myths, just so stories.
ReplyDeleteI am sure of this - the best love I have ever experienced in the moment has been so full of romance and fantasy that it is impossible to tell where reality actually is. I am compelled to believe that an experience like that is among the most profound of all possible experiences, even though it fades, even though I cannot live there long, even though there is a price to pay.
When Henry Tudor took the crown of England from Richard III in battle, he brought about the end of the Wars of the Roses between the House of Lancaster (whose badge was a red rose) and the House of York (whose badge was a white rose).
ReplyDeleteHis father was Edmund Tudor from the House of Richmond, and his mother was Margaret Beaufort from the House of Lancaster; he married Elizabeth of York to bring all factions together.
Tudor Rose
Yes
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HA! The power of belief. I think I was just saying this on your next post (which I read first). There is a magic in belief, that is for sure, that can outweigh most everything else. But those pesky laws, they do reside beneath everything, I think. And in between, here we are.
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ReplyDeleteW&W, I hope you are tracking. I have apparently no way to comment on your blog. It is a bug of incompatibility somehow between my system and your blog. I don't have that trouble as far as I know anywhere else. I just wanted you to know that I am reading.
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