Monday, April 9, 2012

how do we become that

detail of new piece:  she defies dot dot dot
once upon a time, in a not-so-faraway land, there was a kingdom of acorns, nestled at the foot of a grand old oak tree. since the citizens of this kingdom were modern, fully westernized acorns, they went about their business with purposeful energy; and since they were midlife, baby-boomer acorns, they engaged in a lot of self-help courses.t here were seminars called “getting all you can out of your shell.” There were wounded-ness and recovery groups for acorns who had been bruised in their original fall from the tree. there were spas for oiling and polishing those shells and various acornopathic therapies to enhance longevity and well-being.
one day in the midst of this kingdom there suddenly appeared a knotty little stranger, apparently dropped “but of the blue” by a passing bird. he was capless and dirty, making an immediate negative impression on his fellow acorns. and crouched beneath the oak tree, he stammered out a wild tale. pointing upward at the tree, he said, “we … are … that!”
delusional thinking, obviously, the other acorns concluded, but one of them continued to engage him in conversation: “so tell us, how would we become that tree?” “well,” said he, pointing downward, “it has something to do with going into the ground … and cracking open the shell.” “insane,” they responded. “totally morbid! why, then we wouldn’t be acorns anymore.”
cynthia bourgeault. 'the wisdom way of knowing: reclaiming an ancient tradition to awaken the heart', as shared by my sister-friend elizabeth

there is
hope.




17 comments:

  1. absolutely!




    'she defies dot dot dot' looks beautiful

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    1. i have a feeling you know all too well.

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  3. the new work is full of wonder. the lilacs are wonderful.

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    1. thank you! fresh flowers do light up my day.

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  4. There is hope! Lovely piece too.

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    1. thank you. here's drinking deep of it!

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  5. I love seeing the full piece and the lilacs and the mug and plate complete with crumbs, there is something satisfying in that. Beautiful piece. And a wonderful bedtime story of "how to become that". And as children do I need to hear this over and over until it sinks into my blood and bones (whoops, shell) and I crack the code of breaking open.

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    1. i believe you've touched on the key: we need to be reminded over and over again.

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  6. I needed that, thanks Anca. Loving the glimpses of your work and studio.

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    1. it amazes and delights me that the right words come at the right time. thank you!

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  7. Warm moist earth, a little time, and crack! The beginnings of a tree.

    Beautiful story. I thank you for this.

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    1. thank you for ever adding poetry and kindness.

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  8. beautiful images and a wonderful tale.. small beginnings lead to big things.

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