This is a beautiful poem Aleesha. That pull of feeling disoriented and lost and how awful iot can seem, and the temptaiton to want to stay lost. I could never have phrased it so eloquently, but I feel like this so often. What a deep insight into one of the paradoxes of living in the world.
I wonder if, as children, we are more intuitively able to live in the mystery. But as an adult, I cling to certainty. I wish I could revel in that тАЬlostтАЭ feeling like I once did
I hear you so well, Aleesha. The songwriter Greg Bown calls it "like a kid lost in the game"and compares it to a wolf howling for sheer delight. Feeing or being lost is frightening, especially as our constructs harden and solidify, even though it is soemtimes in the lost where we can find the most remarkable discoveries.
Ooh, yes. "The possibility of staying lost" - that hits SO well! I feel that speaks to the ultimate way of intuition in this world - and how we are, truly, inherently connected to it - rather than always following the prescribed operational procedures that can only take us so far.
Whatever we want more of, we'll find it staying lost.
That's so wonderful! I wonder what you've found in your contemplations since :) Thanks for bringing that to us!
I also just wanted to tell you that our brief dialogue here, and this thought, are the basis of my own poem today. I was reading through everyone's work, enjoying myself, but when I reflected to you, everything shifted.
When I was little
The fog would roll in so thick
Over my childhood town
That we could play hide and seek tag
In the wide open field
Back then
I actually felt a slight thrill
At the possibility
Of staying lost
In the heavy, palpable air
This is a beautiful poem Aleesha. That pull of feeling disoriented and lost and how awful iot can seem, and the temptaiton to want to stay lost. I could never have phrased it so eloquently, but I feel like this so often. What a deep insight into one of the paradoxes of living in the world.
I wonder if, as children, we are more intuitively able to live in the mystery. But as an adult, I cling to certainty. I wish I could revel in that тАЬlostтАЭ feeling like I once did
I hear you so well, Aleesha. The songwriter Greg Bown calls it "like a kid lost in the game"and compares it to a wolf howling for sheer delight. Feeing or being lost is frightening, especially as our constructs harden and solidify, even though it is soemtimes in the lost where we can find the most remarkable discoveries.
Ooh, yes. "The possibility of staying lost" - that hits SO well! I feel that speaks to the ultimate way of intuition in this world - and how we are, truly, inherently connected to it - rather than always following the prescribed operational procedures that can only take us so far.
Whatever we want more of, we'll find it staying lost.
Thanks for this <3
I was thinking along similar lines when I wrote it this morning, I love that you caught that :)
That's so wonderful! I wonder what you've found in your contemplations since :) Thanks for bringing that to us!
I also just wanted to tell you that our brief dialogue here, and this thought, are the basis of my own poem today. I was reading through everyone's work, enjoying myself, but when I reflected to you, everything shifted.
Shared some additional commentary about it in today's post: https://jillianjoy.substack.com/p/day-15-fog?sd=pf
So, thank you doubly for all your words have given me today <3