I believe in all that has never yet been spoken
by Rainer Maria Rilke
(English version by Anita Barrows and Joanna Macy)
I believe in all that has never yet been spoken.
I want to free what waits within me
so that what no one has dared to wish for
may for once spring clear
without my contriving.
If this is arrogant, God, forgive me,
but this is what I need to say.
May what I do flow from me like a river,
no forcing and no holding back,
the way it is with children.
Then in these swelling and ebbing currents,
these deepening tides moving out, returning,
I will sing you as no one ever has,
streaming through widening channels
into the open sea.
If you were a body of water what would you be? What qualities would you possess and what color(s) would you reflect?
Water often represents flow even in a frozen form, for eventually it will melt and flow once again. From where I am in the foothills of the Sierra Nevada mountains I know the rivers and creeks originating from many sources all flow down to the sea where our ancient lineage first came into being.
Perhaps water can be used as a metaphor in your life for freeing what may be stuck . We all have those places inside that resist the flow, just like rocks and other debris in rivers, streams and creeks.
What path does the river or creek water take? Discovering its way around and back to the Source – far too compelling to stay still for very long.
Joining with other waters – “widening channels into the open sea.”
Void of planning or controlling the outcome or your expression, but instead awakening to what it is like to simply let go and allow life to unfold possibility…
What does that look and feel like to you?
I am the wild creek emerging from a deep source embraced within the earth.
Flowing down the hill within rock banks and past guardian trees.
Holding me on course.
I am the creek always flowing and clearing the way.
Taking bits and pieces of life depositing them where new growth can spring forth,
Opening pathways with powerful creative force.
Finding a way around obstacles,
Through the ancient knowing of elemental wisdom.
Sometimes roaring with passionate, playful aliveness,
and in other moments still with possibility.
You may drink from me and find that the mystery becomes
clear enough to find your way,
into the heart of your unexpressed being.
Gaye Abbott, 6/30/19
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