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Friday, April 13, 2012

(un)knowing

the more i know 
i know 
i know nothing


this is morning
this is life
this is everything


the dead leaves lie side by side 
saying nothing
being - in fact - dead leaves






this is what it means to be a dead leaf 
this is what it means to be a dead leaf 
this is what it means


the light passes 
changes everything
changes nothing






i am overwhelmed with being


10 comments:

  1. And sometimes these thoughts can bury us, reduce us to dry leaves before we are done with living. I can say for sure that being overwhelmed accounts for the majority of our lives.
    Challenging and humbling.

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  2. but this was a good being overwhelmed, rosaria. i don't mind one bit not knowing (that doesn't mean i don't keep trying) and i rather like being humbled. in this moment of being on my belly in my garden and paying attention questions seemed to undo themselves and a rush of light and life took hold instead, even through the dead leaves. the dead leaves were only a continuation of life.

    xo
    erin

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  3. oh, and just how sensual death can be! i was astounded!

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  4. Ah! You always see things so clearly.

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  5. Socrates - Erin

    We gotta get out of human scale to understand what happens around us. This will never happen in their entirety. The leaf is part of a cycle, the of the carbon, create life again, feed the worm, insect, humus form where new seeds take root, so the leaf is so important.
    We need to not only see but feel that palpitate within us.
    You're a privileged Erin, there sap which courses your terminations and enables you to FEEL when the rest of us only see sideways.
    Sorry for the translation, I hope you understand.
    A big hug

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  6. yes, know nothing nothing. and being better for it.

    dead leaves, like spun-gold locks on an innocent beauty.

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  7. perhaps any moment of being would overwhelm us if we truly see it, truly know it ... any moment, a dead leaf,a fragment of a dead leaf, would burst all the rivets in our small mythologies of being and let being flood us, fill and annihilate, perhaps ...

    you have seen these dead leaves, and that is our work in the world, to see ...

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  8. rosaria, it is rarer than rare:)

    damaso, we have to get out of human scale to understand what happens within us, i think, as well, but what a perfect way to put this.

    and we are all privileged. how utterly true this is.

    and too, damaso, i don't believe for a second you see sideways:)

    monica, your sweet repetition of nothing is like nothing's shadow.

    james, perhaps truly seeing is only possible inside of the vortex of annihilation. perhaps the instant we disband is the one true moment of sight and yet we will try in our pitiful human forms over and over again throughout this lifetime to see as much as is possible and beside you i will be (am) flooded with gratitude.

    laura, thank you))

    xo
    erin

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  9. "the more i know
    i know
    i know nothing"


    Ah, so true so true - something I begin to realize each day of my life.

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