This poem is for anyone out there who can relate to the feeling of wanting so badly to create but not finding the space or the words or the way. I feel this a lot and try to work through it. Tonight, I wanted to work on an essay about the sacred heart, but I just kept doing the things I do to avoid writing. In these moments, it takes a lot of self-compassion and discipline to find my way back to art, work, or to give myself a break.
so pressed for time myself, that i haven't given your poem the attention it deserves
i love love love the phoenix painting though!
and with regard to your "intro" to the poem, i'll try to share with you (by email, not here) my preparatory text inviting students to take this short January course (tentatively titled _Ropecraft in service of creating Sacred Space_ at least at this particular moment), which was directly inspired from your fabulous Coming Home meditation that invited us to explore the "structure" of our inner sacred heart space (i think just under a year ago?), and caused me to want to manifest by building an "external" sacred (heart) space with (only) natural materials.
i am quite certain i will come back when i have more time to lean into this poem as completely as I'm able, and the point of me wanting to share what i've got at the moment (as i prepare for teaching this January class) is to try to help w/your writer's block...
given the synchronicities around sacred heart (space)
and the fact that "my" project really originated totally "with you"....
Charlie, thank you! I felt that, too.....that somehow she was able to get her blue book message out in the end...through her granddaughter's poem. Gives one hope for the eternal and the way our good work does make waves. Lots of love. Can't wait to experience the sacred heart you build with your students! Learning to build sacred structures again! I can't imagine a more worthwhile teaching at this time. Deep gratitude for your gifts.
so pressed for time myself, that i haven't given your poem the attention it deserves
i love love love the phoenix painting though!
and with regard to your "intro" to the poem, i'll try to share with you (by email, not here) my preparatory text inviting students to take this short January course (tentatively titled _Ropecraft in service of creating Sacred Space_ at least at this particular moment), which was directly inspired from your fabulous Coming Home meditation that invited us to explore the "structure" of our inner sacred heart space (i think just under a year ago?), and caused me to want to manifest by building an "external" sacred (heart) space with (only) natural materials.
i am quite certain i will come back when i have more time to lean into this poem as completely as I'm able, and the point of me wanting to share what i've got at the moment (as i prepare for teaching this January class) is to try to help w/your writer's block...
given the synchronicities around sacred heart (space)
and the fact that "my" project really originated totally "with you"....
I'm on the verge of tears after coming back to read the poem in all its completeness and beauty.
Godspeed, Minerva; your voice has now been heard through your granddaughter's poem, and I honor you.
Charlie, thank you! I felt that, too.....that somehow she was able to get her blue book message out in the end...through her granddaughter's poem. Gives one hope for the eternal and the way our good work does make waves. Lots of love. Can't wait to experience the sacred heart you build with your students! Learning to build sacred structures again! I can't imagine a more worthwhile teaching at this time. Deep gratitude for your gifts.
Oh my... YES!!!!
and, THANK YOU!!!!
❤️❤️❤️