Running. With This.

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What cycles up When on the random shuffle on a 7,231 song playlist and Why?

Is it so random?

The ears tune into her lyrics, Joan Armatrading’s “Heaven“:

“Am I in Heaven? Am I in Heaven? Am I in Heaven? Have I gone up. Have I gone up. To the big cloud.”

This asphalt. This footfall. This foam cushioning my footfall. This swoosh of a flock overhead. This red breasted robin foraging on the damp grass. This gentle morning breeze cooling. This bead of sweat that’s made its way from forehead to cheek to lips, this salt lick.  This sky stretching to the heavens, down to earth, to this ground, to this hip, this thigh, this leg, this calf, these feet – all propelling this body forward.

This, not the Rue de l’Abreuvoir in Paris. Not the Ramblas in Barcelona. Or the gardens of Łazienki Królewskie in Warsaw. This patch of ground here. Here. Now.

This moment.

Merwin’s moments:  Just this, just this, this room where we are. Pay attention to that.

I round the bend, this last stretch home. This Man in the middle in this space between Belief and Not.

And What Thought, of the billions possible, cycles up When, on the random shuffle upstairs, and How and Why?

Can it be so random?

And, then, this, this final thought comes from Mary Oliver in Where Does the Temple Begin, Where Does It End?

“There are things you can’t reach.
But you can reach out to them, and all day long.
The wind, the bird flying away.
The idea of God…
Of God, the blue air.”

11,137 steps.

Nap time.


Notes:

27 thoughts on “Running. With This.

  1. Again, Dave. The ordinary becomes extraordinary. Yes.
    I loved reading your thoughts….and then there’s Mary Oliver. Such a beautiful way to start our Sunday.

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  2. Find a little sky
    Or find a patch of ground…

    I’m with you David, suspended between belief and not!
    Heaven to me is here and now, just in case.
    One thing I would change. I would find a way to convince the person behind Live & Learn to retire and post every hour. Maybe combine it with a live radio show, with Mimi and Lori. Oh, and Karen ❤

    This read like a prayer. 😉

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    1. I, too, loved thopis post, pal. “There are things you cannot reach, but you reach out to them…” Indeed. The striving, the looking down the road. And I’m with Sawsan…these posts are gold. And I am flattered to be grouped with Karen and Mimi..two wiser souls than I… Thank you, Sawsan…

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  3. I love those moments when we contemplate life and all it’s miracles. Sawsan, Lori and Mimi are all beautiful souls and BTW, don’t you post hourly now, as well as full time work ha! Imagine when you retire…. it will be every minute! Great writing Mr K 😎

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  4. A large theme of mental masturbation going on in my Reader this morning(!) Must be in the big Cloud in the sky … Thanks for the Armatrading memory, hadn’t thought of that album in years … Yes. Here. Now. All we possess in the way of potential. The rest seems like static in the background. Aloha, David.

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  5. The “Man in the middle in this space between Belief and Not ” thinking about, “The idea of God”…& I think about the relevance of God in my Life and His gift of life and the many blessings, graced…

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