The
charismatic journey teacher paints
A Caravaggio
in every room, light and shadow
To be
sensed, seen, sown. And mourned,
Grieving,
witnessed aloud. For a
Crazy wisdom does speak in the life of light
That yearns to
be shared. In questions
Trust and
intimacy, awakening and sleep,
Agency and
doubt abound.
There is
more than one way to skin a cat,
We say, when
we neglect or hide the pain of it.
Are you
drawn to the light? Dream
Into the
shadow, learn the blood, sweat
And tears of
all the worlds’ pains.
Does the
darkness tear at your heart?
Allow it to
break open yourself, for only
Love of a
heart revealed can see
Light in the
chaotic holy dark.
There are
many ways to skin a community,
We say, when one and all: to protect innards,
To give shade from the glare of the piercing sun
To create a
container that can hold and
Behold,
know and be known, love
Like a geyser within one and for all.
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