It’s as easy as turning around
the invisible energy of the wind
instead of hinder you.
Ch’ui the draftsman
Could draw more perfect circles freehand
Than with a compass.
His fingers brought forth
Spontaneous forms from nowhere. His mind
Was meanwhile free and without concern
With what he was doing.
No application was needed
His mind was perfectly simple
And knew no obstacle.
So, when the shoe fits
The foot is forgotten,
When the belt fits
The belly is forgotten,
When the heart is right
“For” and “against” are forgotten.
No drives, no compulsions,
No needs, no attractions:
Then your affairs
Are under control.
You are a free man.
Easy is right. Begin right
And you are easy.
Continue easy and you are right.
The right way to go easy
Is to forget the right way
And forget that the going is easy.
When the Shoe Fits by Thomas Merton
Swimming up out of dreams
I surrender to being here
I let go into gravity
Into the way the sweet earth pulls me to her
Head, hip, arm, leg . . . . with each exhale I drop further
Into cool white sheets, firm mattress, bed frame,
floor, walls, earth, earth, earth. . . .
It takes practice
To give up habitual holding on, holding in, holding back
Every morning I open myself
And invite grace to have its way with me
~Oriah Mountain Dreamer
there is no me stuck in the middle
if I move slow it’s because it’s my current pace of preference
after all that pushing up hill
gaining no ground
I refuse to kiss and tell
Im not a careless whisperer
though I am easy as Sunday Morning
and twice as nice as you’ve previously heard
these crows feet I’ve earned
by laughing in the face of it all
are my pride and glory
this current number is my favorite
raise your glass if you love your own face
there will be no disparaging of the word: Life
it is our gift
sand between my toes
stardust in my eyes
let’s get real
I mean really real
I want a love that will last
If you get what you ask for…
what will the supreme question be
think about them apples
come on get happy this very day
then come on up onto the stage
and sing it like you mean it
along with the choir
there’s always room for one more
welcome to the spotlight
you’re very welcome here
Amy Lloyd (AL)
Why wait for the light?
Why not play in the dark as well?
Give up holding on…holding in…holding back