The Old Wild Place
After the good earth where the body knows itself to be real and the mad flight where it gives itself to the world, we give ourselves to the rhythm of love leaving the breath to know its way home. And after the first pure fall, the last letting go, and the calm breath where we go to rest, we’ll return again to find it and feel again the body welcomed the body held, the strong arms of the world, the water, the waking at dawn and the thankful, almost forgotten, curling to sleep with the dark. The old wild place beyond all shame. -from Fire in the Earth
The words of David Whyte have become my guiding light in this period of transition. Soon, I will read his words again from my spiritual home in the Burren - where the pipes play mystically in the wind and where I feel grounded, loved and spiritually at home.
Recovering tech executive...
Whether online or in print, you always speak to my condition. Your ability to put words to the rawest part of life is a healing power. Thank you for having such sensitive perception - is it hard for you?