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Refuge 

Come in.

Lay your body down.

This place

it is

a refuge.

You.

Warrior

…with your armor up

…and your iron eyes

…and your stiffened lips

Unfurl your hair

let it avalanche down your steel shoulders

and flush cheek bone

and breast.

 

Come in.

Lay your body down.

This place

it is

a refuge.

Tell me your stories

Let your tongue tease out the learning

Your muscles ease out the burning

and your heart

so swollen

…let it leech out for awhile.

 

Give. me. your. lungs. warrior.

A baby would know what to do under such circumstances.

I am giving you permission to do the same.

Make your mournful sounds.

You have not forgotten how

only pretended.

 

Give. me. your. salt. warrior.

Your lacrimation will be a final desalination

Through pores

excrete what your body can no longer contain.

I will gather the delicate crystalline in my palms

and with index finger and thumb

we will use it to season

what. comes. next.

 

Come in.

Lay your body down.

Dear warrior

This place

it is

your refuge.

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I wonder what the darkness meant.

‘It’s oh so quiet. It’s oh so still. You’re all alone. And so peaceful until…’ Bjork

When the lights go out, when you find yourself in the dark, the quiet can get …pretty noisy. Like a dream, all the garbage of the day, all the things you pushed aside or ran away from can suddenly appear out of no where; and depending on what your day has been like, this supposed time for peace can get pretty ugly.

…Unless you say ‘hello’ as the genius that is Lemony Snicket and Jon Klassen tell us to do in their new children’s book, ‘The Dark’.

This isn’t a new idea of course, fictional characters have been doing this for thousands of years. In Greek mythology Orpheus descended into the dark of the underworld to say hello. Pinocchio too symbolically traveled into the belly of the whale for a yarn and Luke Skywalker went into a cave to confront his ‘dark side’ in ‘Star Wars’. Even Max (from Maurice Sendak’s ‘Where the wild things are’) traveled far away from the safety of his room, out into the dark of night, to get angry on an island with monsters.

All these stories are mirroring our own, very real, very human confrontations with the dark; and these fears are not exclusive to those children have when the lights get turned off. As adults our minds still play tricks on us. The ghosts and monsters of our daily wanderings  may have taken on different shapes and sizes but even now, when we are at an age when we control the light switch, we still give the dark so much weight and power.

All four of the characters I mentioned above came back though and here is where we find that the dark can teach us something,  can even shed some light.

The character of Lazlo in Snicket and Klassen’s book, asks questions of the dark.

Perhaps tonight I will too.

I wonder what I’ll return with?

Wonder.Meant …that I was not afraid.

 x Kate

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Welcome Wonder.Meant

‘The possession of knowledge does not kill the sense of wonder and mystery. There is always more mystery’. Anais Nin

I have a thing about looking up.

And down.
Actually, all around.

You just never know what you’re going to see when you change your perspective.

Looking out and beyond as much as in and ‘up close’ often causes a sense of wonder, ‘a feeling of surprise and admiration, caused by something beautiful, unexpected, unfamiliar, or inexplicable’. The every-day world therefore can be a source of constant wonderment.

Wonder too incites desire and curiosity to know something, know it by site, smell and flesh as much as through the mind, logic and reasoning.

And so we find the paradox within wonder, for in the sensory rapture of not knowing, we are compelled to stretch out, inquire and discover.

Wonder.Meant. …that I was never bored.

Wonder.Meant …that I was always curious.

Wonder.Meant …that I could always look upon the world as a child does, wide-eyed.

And

Wonder.Meant …that the elusive question mark was never terrifying but rather a call to adventure, to learn and grow.

x Kate

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