Canker the manager
The safe way never leads home
I wrote this poem to myself as a ‘creed for a season’ as I faced a time of change & reassessment away from my home in Diamond Harbour. I knew ‘how’ I faced this time was important. The phrase ‘Beware Canker the Manager’ comes from the voice of the Self. I was amazed at the phrase because I wasn’t totally sure what the word ‘canker’ ment. The Self knew all too well. Canker is a rot found in trees. The Self was warning me not to stay ‘up’ in the fear based, over organising parts of my thinking: not to ‘manage’ my life by staying ‘up’ in my mental constructions. If I do this I will rot the tree of my potential. ‘Dark animal unfolding’ points toward connecting with body/soul as a living organism of the wild Earth… i.e. connecting with ‘The Great Purpose’.
‘Sin is the perfect yoga’ just turned up. Shocking but very alive! To sin means to ‘fall short’. Sin is the perfect yoga because it frees us from the external & internal systems that bind us to our old limited ways of being. Eventually we need to ‘fall short’ of these inner laws in order to connect with the unfolding flow of our Being… the flow of our Wairau… our Spirit.
‘Cock-ups are a bonus’ reminds me it’s ok to make mistakes, especially when we are treading paths we have never trodden before. Mistakes are such great teachers!
‘Red’ symbolises passion, the feminine, the soul, the libido, the life force, the heart. Writing this poem was like stringing the beads of a necklace together. Each phrase within the poem was a unique grouping of beads within the unfolding flow of the necklace.