Interestingly, remembering is a present experience, not past nostalgia. Allowing the anxious mind to rest by focusing on the breath is one route to remembering. We remember now or not at all. Re-membering is a non-dual awakening to the wholeness and fullness of life. The following poem arose within me through an experience of remembering:
Re-membering to Breathe
Sometimes I
forget
That life is
beautiful
That red
flowers blossom in spring
And the
diaper clad child
Plays joyfully
after naptime
Sometimes I
forget
About rivers
flowing effortlessly
So I push
the river in fear that it will not flow
Because
Sometimes I
forget
Sometimes I
forget
That love
brought us into being,
That we live
and move and have our being
In a love
that
Will not let
go
Sometimes I
forget
To breathe
But
breathing continues
Even in the
forgetfulness
Of my broken
heart
Sometimes I
forget
To breathe
Until
reminded by a friend
One breath
at a time
To re-member
life, to re-member wholeness
Now I
remember
I remember
to re-collect
The colored
broken glass
So that
joyous light, shining through,
May awaken
my memory of beauty, so
I remember
That life is
beautiful
That red
flowers blossom in spring
And the
diaper clad child
Plays
joyfully after naptime
I remember
that rivers
Flow
effortlessly
Without
needing my push
To make them
flow
I remember
I remember
because
Sometimes I
forget
And in the
beauty that is life
Forgetting
allows gracious friends
To remind me
to re-member
Excellent! Thanks!
ReplyDelete~Charles
Beautiful, Mark, the spiritual reflection in prose and poetry. I just love your poem-- simple, sparse, lovely.
ReplyDeleteI'm going to try not to push the river today.
CFJ