This day October 15 is when the Venus Ruled Moon and Sun seem to share the same spot in in the sky. We ask us to love one another, find common ground, tend and befriend acknowledge and find in our hearts anything that we as individuals would consider a female principal. There is a Shaker song that goes something like this:
“When all things pass away, Music and joy shall live, music and joy shall live, never to die.”
As a meditation for this new moon choose what you desire to live on… music and love, love and friends… Don’t worry about the rhythm because whatever we do we make it up as we go along…
Life While-You-Wait.
Performance without rehearsal.
Body without alterations.
Head without premeditation.
I know nothing of the role I play.
I only know it’s mine. I can’t exchange it.
I have to guess on the spot
just what this play’s all about.
Ill-prepared for the privilege of living,
I can barely keep up with the pace that the action demands.
I improvise, although I loathe improvisation.
I trip at every step over my own ignorance.
I can’t conceal my hayseed manners.
My instincts are for happy histrionics.
Stage fright makes excuses for me, which humiliate me more.
Extenuating circumstances strike me as cruel.
Words and impulses you can’t take back,
stars you’ll never get counted,
your character like a raincoat you button on the run ?
the pitiful results of all this unexpectedness.
If only I could just rehearse one Wednesday in advance,
or repeat a single Thursday that has passed!
But here comes Friday with a script I haven’t seen.
Is it fair, I ask
(my voice a little hoarse,
since I couldn’t even clear my throat offstage).
You’d be wrong to think that it’s just a slapdash quiz
taken in makeshift accommodations. Oh no.
I’m standing on the set and I see how strong it is.
The props are surprisingly precise.
The machine rotating the stage has been around even longer.
The farthest galaxies have been turned on.
Oh no, there’s no question, this must be the premiere.
And whatever I do
will become forever what I’ve done.
~ Wislawa Szymborska ~
I love this. I have printed and and will use it in meditation. Thanks!
Oh wonderful. It does my heart good to know I connected. I will think of you while I’m sing it.
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