Secret Thots for a Very Private Gentleman
tales, temptation, and titillation…
… our battle cry for authenticity and the ideas it creates about who we are can sometimes serve to guard us against vulnerability. These places we call “in-authenticity” may just be the edges, or the uncharted territories, of who we consider ourselves to be. Consciously going to the edges of what we feel is “authentic” may actually be an opening to increased possibilities…
– necessary shenanigans, “the practice of play” –
I can’t see it your way, you can’t see it my way please,
Maybe we’re too close to see,
Open up and let it be, all that it can be
Sometimes, just a little bit of light,
Little bit of light, little bit of light,
Is what I need
You shut down your borders,
Close your eyes and throw your words around,
When everything gets hard to take,
You disappear and hide away,
And hope you won’t be found,
Sometimes, just a little bit of light…
– Martin and James –
elsewhere
later
under cover
breast against your ribs
still warm
ripe
she enters our room
on windless calm
the fertile earth
and spreading plain
of her promised land
whispers
(and how the lyre plucks)
across continents and over seas
lapping
lapping
lapping
waves of heart’s content
bound tight ’round her mast
sail on
a wiser man
and leave me sleep
– Lola Moi –
When despair grows in me
and I wake in the middle of the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting for their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.
– Wendell Berry –
If she’s amazing she won’t be easy. If she’s easy she won’t be amazing. If she’s worth it you won’t give up. If you give up you’re not worthy. Truth is everybody is going to hurt you; you just gotta find the ones worth suffering for.
– Bob Marley –
…we use intimacy to refer to the physical when it really pertains to the spiritual…
― John Geddes ―
If you don’t know the kind of person I am
and I don’t know the kind of person you are
a pattern that others made may prevail in the world
and following the wrong god home we may miss our star.
For there is many a small betrayal in the mind,
a shrug that lets the fragile sequence break
sending with shouts the horrible errors of childhood
storming out to play through the broken dyke.
And as elephants parade holding each elephant’s tail,
but if one wanders the circus won’t find the park,
I call it cruel and maybe the root of all cruelty
to know what occurs but not recognize the fact.
And so I appeal to a voice, to something shadowy,
a remote important region in all who talk:
though we could fool each other, we should consider—
lest the parade of our mutual life get lost in the dark.
For it is important that awake people be awake,
or a breaking line may discourage them back to sleep,
the signals we give—yes or no, or maybe—
should be clear: the darkness around us is deep.
– William Stafford –