albeit a bit belatedly
too much going on with wrist sprains
and exerting myself to try and transfrom
the work unpleasantness
i keep thinking i'm turning a corner there
and then i find...
another corner
hence the old paradigm
is looking more and more like
a box
-----
i've gotten over the phone fear
and just started calling people
and those friendly connections get me excited
about returning to nm for a week
it is a relational world after all
one friend talks about a loose work arrangement
that sounds more like barter
another about the corn we planted in the spring
another about some old 45s he's put on disc for me
because he knows i will pass on the music
and all of this gets my aura quite sparkly
because rather than the too-familiar
wage-slave grinding
it's all about real trades
of juicy living stuff
between human
beings
-----
these bruised and strained hands tell me
my current wage-time deal
holds a risk
i have healed them so many times
that i believe in more miracles yet
to regenerate a music-making capacity
what i realize now is:
i also want to listen to them
to take a stand to honor these hands
that seek to offer healing and music
and to work with the Earth
before too much more of this precious life runs by
-----
i have long striven
for a rational transition
save up enough
have this or that credential or set-up
just another couple years...
my hands are saying:
now's the time
and so:
as i long ago went all-in
on the paradigm-shifting premise
for this life
now it is time for the same commitment
to my own blissful participation
within it
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