Sunday, January 6, 2013

dia #6


breathy/spaciousness
singing an arabic line, he sings to the chickens
they come running for their daily feed
being/spacious
holding space for all of it
including my own discomfort,
my own desire to control and force a way,
my own sense of entitlement to what doesn't belong to me
held & contained
and allowing it all to just be
because it is
and sometimes it just isn't.