This is the result of a writing workshop that was held at
the Eat, Dance, Pray gathering in Royalston, Mass., on the weekend of July 27.
The exercise was to just write. There were words on a sheet
of paper for all to see, and a question that came from a meditation between the
dances that day.
“What am I longing for?”
Stream of consciousness. I’m longing for this & that
& good health end to bad habits, clean living, honor to my self & help
for my soul and I’m longing for the end to curiosity that only satisfies my curiosity
I’m longing for what’s deeply held in my soul so I can forward to whatever’s
next. I don’t long for any thing except hot sex w/M. and home and freedom from
money worries, security, good health in my old age Longing for Balance in how I
live on the world and how I could possibly be the divine spiritual being I’m
told I am. I don’t want to long for much except fresh air & summer &
end of worry times and places in the sun where I can ride my bike without
tiring my knees, without getting hot, without traffic – with speed & beauty
for all around me and freshness. I’m longing to live alone and with someone. I’m
longing for solitude and an end to loneliness. I’m longing for peace &
quiet and open arms. Laughter & music & quiet & peace
What else am I longing for – prayers from my heart that are
mine alone and to share. I’m longing to dance like nobody’s watching with
everybody watching. I’m longing for feast and famine. I’m longing for
independence and commitment. I’m longing for outer space and a cozy place to
hide I’m longing to be alive/awake & dead/gone. I’m longing for a freedom
and responsibility. I’m longing to live with an angel and a devil I’m longing
for nothing and for Riches. For connection and freefall. For Stars and
sunshine. For ocean & desert. I’m longing for love & release. For sleep
and dancing. For wisdom and innocence. Light & Dark. Sweet & Sour. One
Thing and Every Thing.
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