You Need to Know This…

You need to know this.

He was still, stiller then most human beings.

His blond hair, darkening

As it grew longer.

His blue eyes, cool like a crisp mountain

Sky.

One would see him as 

“an interesting human”,

– attractive.

There was something about him

–something that was utterly unsettling.

He was still like nature, an ancient tree, a mountain

Crater Lake, still like the earth after a snowfall.

I remember reading once, that the Greeks feared the gods

For their stillness.

Perhaps the fear initiates a curiosity, what is still in us, reflected

In the presence of another.

You need to know this. 

Stillness.

It’s an invitation from the gods.

Perhaps from your soul.

As it calls you back to yourself.

Showing you how to listen.

For knowing is not a matter of reason

Or even conceptual understanding

It’s just more intimate then that.

This stillness. Felt in your body body.

Felt by all the parts of you that want to run outside of yourself

For answers. For approval.


There were others there too.

Like the woman, who was playing the chains on the mountain face.

When you were told that the words on the card were not something you could read. That they must be sung to you.

And how all the people who were sitting on the rock edge. Began to sing along, to make music from chain and stone. How they were squating there

On the side of the red rock.

On the side of the mountain.

Singing to you and making the most beautiful music.

You need to know this.

They were not from this time, or another.

There are people who have been with you

For forever ago.

They know the ancient songs 

Of earth and cosmos.

They will sing them back to you

As you are learning how to listen.

Maybe this is your song now. And you play it

In the dreams

Of the others.

You sing the music

That can not be read

The voice of the gods, the ancients, the ones who we once called

Ancestor.

And there were more.

The woman who lost her hair.

The boy without a mouth.

The trap door window

That you open telepathically

To a sky

Where you float

Like a raft

On water.

You need to know this.

This is your home. It is an earthly home. It is a home of spirit.

It belongs to you and it belongs to all and it belongs to no one.

You need to know this.

Sing its songs. Learn to listen. Practice the stillness of nature.

And take care.

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