Monday, July 04, 2011

Oh marvellous error!

Slug eclipsed
So much this year has been about learning to let go of what no longer serves, not with harshness or any sense of lack or deprivation, but as a gardener, with love and patience and the long view, turning it all to compost, turning it back into the mix in ways that are generative and nurture new growth.  This one is for all of you who are feeling into the broken places. And especially to all my Waking Down friends.

Last night, as I was sleeping,
I dreamt--marvellous error!--
that a spring was breaking
out in my heart.
I said: Along which secret aqueduct,
Oh water, are you coming to me,
water of a new life
that I have never drunk? 
Last night, as I was sleeping,
I dreamt--marvellous error!--
that I had a beehive
here inside my heart.
And the golden bees
were making white combs
and sweet honey
from my old failures. 
Last night, as I was sleeping,
I dreamt--marvellous error!--
that a fiery sun was giving
light inside my heart.
It was fiery because I felt
warmth as from a hearth,
and sun because it gave light
and brought tears to my eyes. 
Last night, as I slept,
I dreamt--marvellous error!--
that it was God I had
here inside my heart.  
Antonio Machado
Times Alone 

 

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