“Fear confuses the mind” Sylvia Boorstein
from don’t just do something, sit there, p. 135.
The small mind
noodles her way
dust ball to fallen crumb
across the floor of doing
and not doing
of deciding, not deciding.
Really! There is no way
to help your children
once they have flung themselves
into the rivers of willful action
into the waves of cause and effect.
You watch them rise and fall
yearning to call out to them,
Don’t drown!
or Fear confuses the mind!
or Accept “what is!”
although you yourself have mastered
these laws imperfectly
or not at all.
In fact, you are only beginning
to understand them just now
as you stop yourself
from flinging them like tattered
gossamer lifelines
toward your suffering children.
1/10/2005
I love your phrases “The small mind
noodles her way
dust ball to fallen crumb
across the floor of doing
and not doing” and “once they have flung themselves
into the rivers of willful action
into the waves of cause and effect.” A wonderful poem, thank you.
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Hi I enjoy getting your poems. The service at the local UU church here was all about poetry yesterday, as we celebrate our local poet of renown, Walt Whitman. He was a Unitarian, and we have his personal Bible in our sanctuary.
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Thanks Adair. I didn’t realize Whitmas was Unitarian. How wonderful. Glad you’re enjoying the poems.
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