zip a dee doo dah

10 Aug

this is just to say

that i woke up this morning with

dreams still as fresh as the bed and covers in the

day of what

i think of as life.

the dreams and new day swirled together in the morning light

in unexplainable ways.

i remember the

inexplicable dream that showed me in postage stamp

pictures the coming words of my friend

and I read them in my sleep.

the winks that overlap these days

are such a tender hug.  they say:

yes, you are connected to the flow of all.

yes, you have knowledge of whatever you would like.

and while that sounds grand –  for me it is subtle.

is it this way for you too?

a breeze, not a storm

a hug, not a thrashing.

it has always been here, this internal plug-in

and tuning back into it –

turning back into it –

is so familiar: it is pajamas, blankets,

tea with cream,

just a part that has always been there below the

crashy noise of life –

below the roar of  the maladjusted voice within the head

of worry, worthiness

fear.

-the soft kitten of me that is connected to larger me – connected to everything –

never left.

it does not throw a party, but rather smiles, scootches over on the couch

and accepts me in gentle return.

it doesn’t matter that i don’t know many things

because

i have access to everything i could ever want or need

from this place.

there are whole histories of lives –

whole cities of experiences – stored in a river

that i am a part of and dip into at will.

the trees and birds and light in the foothills of the appalachian mountains

offer me again a glimpse of a larger world than my flat-landed,  little corner.

i am beckoned into the woods here –

As I enter, without thoughts of I,

the life around me recognizes me as one of its own.

the wild is the same

as me.

bluebird

17 Responses to “zip a dee doo dah”

  1. Kelly Kuhn August 10, 2013 at 3:44 pm #

    Mmm, now that was lovely and inspirational and comfy as can be. Thank you!

    • marga t. August 11, 2013 at 8:54 pm #

      So nice to be on the comfy couch with you 🙂

  2. seeingm August 10, 2013 at 6:52 pm #

    Gifts from the river. Got to love it. Well, I suppose there is not a got about it, but how nice to find when one does. New find that found me which already might be on your radar, but just in case to share that I am LOVE LOVE LOVEing:

    http://insomniaceva.wordpress.com/

    -xou.M

    • marga t. August 11, 2013 at 9:01 pm #

      the trip from my dreamtime to Insomniac Eva’s words is a chance card draw on the board of life that doesn’t stop at the morning alarm but allows me to stay in the dreamy flow of the subconscious. Truly a treasured sharing! And I do not know how to say it – but that this all (your post and linking to Eva and others) overlaps with the original reason for my posting to begin with is something beyond my language skills. out of kansas through a tornado turned wormhole 🙂 does this place have a name? no matter. x! m

      • seeingm August 11, 2013 at 9:04 pm #

        Just on at the moment working on putting up a post directly inspired by your wonderful awakening, sleeping mix. Squeezes from the shared home in the heart being felt and found. xou.M

  3. Alison August 10, 2013 at 9:22 pm #

    Every time there’s a turning into it – tears, gratitude, a letting go, shoulders dropping, only presence, everything and nothing.
    ❤ ❤ ❤

    • marga t. August 11, 2013 at 9:03 pm #

      Experiencing this individually together with you is such a gift, Alison!

      • Alison August 11, 2013 at 9:45 pm #

        And for me to.

  4. Seb August 10, 2013 at 10:13 pm #

    The closing lines are stunning!

    • marga t. August 11, 2013 at 9:05 pm #

      such a thing for a gifted word man to say. Perhaps the writing begins just as I’m ending…an interesting idea – the flow to where I am ready to just begin.

  5. prewitt1970 August 11, 2013 at 6:59 pm #

    My oh my what a wonderful day 😉
    B

    • marga t. August 11, 2013 at 9:07 pm #

      Plenty of sunshine headed your way, B Man! I am traveling so I haven’t been on the computer much. I hope mr. bluebird is on your shoulder and whistling with you while you work/play!

      • prewitt1970 August 11, 2013 at 10:40 pm #

        Thanks sunshine 🙂 whistling all day

  6. lauriesnotes August 12, 2013 at 11:38 am #

    I like the part about it being subtle. That is my experience. And all of me is completely still, listening.

    • marga t. August 12, 2013 at 2:02 pm #

      You are such an excellent mirror of this subtle still listening!

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