Song 13

After all this

Wait

In
The
Suck
&
Muck

Of
The
Yoga
Of
Stuckness

Where

The
Small
Car
Of
Your
Days

Stills

Beside
The
Ambulance

So
Conveniently
Present

Near the abandoned home

Where the Unknown
Plays
A
Red
Violin

Let
Eves Daughter

Call upon all her Holy Ground

24/05/12

Sooner or later the yoga of stuckness comes to us. Sometimes from without: sometimes from within; sometimes a combination. It often brings de-energising feelings of powerlessness & the sparks of frustration. It is a time of waiting for outer circumstances to change and inner attitudes & energies to realign. The poem contains fragments from a dream where my small grey Suzuki suddenly slows & loses power. I am near my old abandoned home in Brooklands. There are deep holes in my old lawn: lots of dug up clay. An ambulance is present taking someone to hospital. Later; as I begin to wake, the Self speaks: ‘After all this; wait… & call upon all this ground’. I was particularly struck by ‘all’ this ground. The Self seemed to be saying to trust ‘all’ of my ground: both the stuck struggling places & also the free energised spaces. ‘Eves Daughter’ is the feminine of ‘Adams Son’ which the Self once called me as a term of endearment after I’d figured out a mystifying dream. ‘Holy Ground’ includes the whole of the psyche but particularly points to the Inner Sun of the Self. I originally wrote it in the masculine: ‘Where the Unknown/Plays/A/Blue/Violin/ Let/Adams Son/Call upon all his Holy Ground’. I like both endings… but there has to be one… I prefer the feminine.

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