11.22.2012
taipei- 4
rain blanket, drum rhythm
earth shakes, sky blessings
green things rising, humans crawling
small life, big universe
we hold it all within ourselves
happy day, everyday
tap in, spiral out
joy thru tears, blue within rain
today and everyday, big changes!
opportunity for transformation
clouds move fast, one month past
stillness within movement
peaceful blissful central stillness
just
a
heartbeat
rhythm
of
earth
just a heartbeat
tinder packed tightly
precious little thing
blown into flame
strong winds
i hold you to my chest
set me on fire
into the world
dance me with water
as we run fast on earth
legs leaping and twirling
grounding and stomping
these are ancient global rhythms we pound
chest to chest
fingers gently interlaced
each small movement a prayer
bodies shuddering, sweating, surrendered
breath that moves through me
thank you Creator
i dedicate my life
to You
this dance is Yours
i feel earth energy rising through my legs
drawing my movements
i can still choose
how to place them
and holding steady
when to rise and fall
with smooth
grace
or jagged
edges
to adorn trees and bless plants
cold taipei, winter setting in
half of me, "go hike anyways"
the other half, "don't get your hand wet"
considering already an infection
better play it safe
i watch the rain from my window
in delight
wrapped up in old woolen jacket
hot tea steaming
colors at my fingers
music thumping
heartbeat thrumming
breath soothing
my mama's last day here
been 6 weeks now with mama
and 4 with meimei, my lil sis
my world changed and shifted dramatically during that time
and tonight, i turn a new page again
1- before my family coming here, life chapter title:
fresh from india, studying chigong in taichong, struggling wild windy woman thing in the city
2- chapter with ma and mei:
wrist surgery heartbreak recovery, old traumas reopened, familial conflict and connection
3- and tonight begins (i assume- i don't know yet until it happens):
she flies once more, wrist strengthening, small travels resuming, mind-body-spirit focus evolving
11.21.2012
taipei- 3rd morning
what are plans
when fate has other ideas?
today i planned to take my ma up my favorite river walk
to my favorite little place thus far in taipei
a small swimming hole at the base of a gorge
called apo tan
this morning i wake to the endless rhythmic beating of rain
the path will be too slippery
river probably too high to walk up
plans cancelled for.... another year or so
today i am thoughtful and silent
yesterday bored, today introspective
today is my mama's final day in taiwan
i feel like deep open connection is still lacking
perhaps today is the day
that all my dreams will come true
lying in deep sleep
under cover of rain
a wiggle and crack
i know this heart will open
i know my fears will fade away
breath of deep fresh intoxicating air
dizzying dreams of one final big island wander
today i will look at maps and start pulling connections
trembling anticipation of returning to home-across-the-world
why is taiwan/ asia home so far away from usa home?
today i will continue looking into grad school and talking to friends and teachers
a yearning desire to connect, and a cold holding fear to do so
today i will make left-handed art, right hand relaxing with iodine and cephalexin
i love you so much
that i am afraid to get close,
and then be torn apart again
river drum, rain beat
my right arm wound is slowly closing
fingers numb, hands tingling
mother earth carry me, your child i will always be
rhythmic rocking, drumbeat home
today i will bring songs
to translate from english into chinese
together with my mama
and then
we will improvise
taking turns playing drone, understory monotone
that undercurrent strength that guides river through waterfall splendids on top
and then
i let go of plans!
i let go
anything can happen, will happen
i can only provide
the beam structural guiding possibility of support
the rest i leave up to you
oh Creator
thanks for making it oh-so-incredibly
gorgeous
in all it's unexpectedness, diverse colors, shadows, symmetry, dissonance, and
perfection
edge
there's something about the
autumn
wind
that drive my cells
c r a z y
with
delight
and a certain unspeakable
longing
torn between summer heat and winter chill
balanced on the edge
i smile
i like this place
walking between worlds
neither sun nor moon, day nor night
in between seasons
the rain a cleansing transition between worlds
i am both taiwanese and american
logical yet artistic
desert childhood, yet forest ancestry
revering freedom and flow, yet also obsessed with order and control
a striking balance
between holding the pen lightly yet drawing strong lines
with unique personal character
world of sky
world of earth
world of city civilized
world of wild ancient
travelling has been such a gift
so has been staying put in taizhong for 3 months
my backpack sits beside me, grey and tired
just the smell of it makes me smile and grimace simultaneously
what a journey
between worlds of all sorts
and now, a choice
always, a balance
choosing yet flowing
fate, destiny
the music quickens
2012 is coming to a close
life is always dying and birthing, birthing and dying
never ending cycle,
nothing new, yet everything new
zen koans endless!
rising crescendo
step lightly yet with purpose
you are magnificent, your influence grandiose
i am seriously contemplating returning to usa in january or february
i am researching my options right now
and praying for guidance
(choice, and flow)
need to keep reminding myself that taiwan and asia will always be here
neither goodbye nor hello are forever
i can leave... and return... whenever i choose
i use the money, i make it again
i fly away, i fly back
realized yesterday, walking through a tunnel and thinking about my huge extended non-blood family in usa and around the world
that i will always miss people and places
no matter where i go,
i could always be somewhere else
there is always the possibility of greener grass elsewhere
but
i am here now
(wherever you go... there you are!!!)
appreciate each moment
there will always be darkness to gripe about
and imperfections to pick at
there are points of learning in everything
remain openhearted
and follow the best, most suitable, brightest path
maybe it's not the easiest path
maybe it's not even a clear path
God! i have bushwhacked for so long
path becomes clearer with each step
each moment of silence providing more nourishment for further growth
but what if...?
you will have enough
everything you need
will come
maybe it will be difficult
but you will be okay
everything
is
possible
redefine
your boundaries
infinite
but know your limitations
and turn them into opportunities
current limitation= right wrist
opportunity for ample rest and growth
cherishing this sacred stillness
as i lick
the knife's edge
reopening old wounds
to reexamine them
and heal unhealed pieces
falling down down Death Valley down only to climb back up again, gross and dirty, ready
working hard
rising up, then
stronger than the winds on Everest
11.20.2012
taipei- day 1
it feels like coming home
to roll around this city
knowing where i walk
confidence with the cadence of my feet stepping
upon ground that i have left and returned to and left and returned to
often for the past two years
and way back to when i was a few months old
this home of
taipei
endless car rhythm
like a cage or a drumbeat
schedule tightly packed
like muscle around bone
morning with nainai grandma
eating too much deliciousness
stretching my smile, widening my heart
listening to stories with mama and nainai and aunt gugu
falling asleep, legs on mama's lap, soft murmur of adult voices
i have nothing to lose
and everything to gain
fear is a self-protection mechanism
that i can acknowledge
then let go
i have been hurt before
that's why i hold tension in my smile
and guard my heart
hey hey fear, i see you- namaste
and it's okay to
slowly
let
go
wake, rush, run to bus- perfect timing
roll up to acupuncture with teacher tofu
mama takes herself too seriously
her body is stiff, straight, and tight
more exercise that gets heart beating, dancing, and joyous
more massages, more freedom, more yoga
i like massage better than tcm cupping
painful needling techniques hurt
what is best for me to study?
keep learning one thing then onto another
it's all useful, coalescing
most important is heart
then connecting hearts with my taipei-mama, aji
sitting under streetlight, bats overhead, seven-star mountain overlooking
follow your dreams
sometimes they take a lot of time to manifest
don't hold yourself back by others standards
jump for the moon
one day, i also want to make a music recording- of healing songs for earth and hearts
bus-ride back down the mtn, rush hr, dinner with grandma, appointments, earring admiration with aunt
i enjoying making my grannie ama laugh with crass jokes that completely knock her off-guard
calm walk, floating back to my taiwan university, to ceramics club
talk with teacher again
he's focused on ceramics all his life
will spend next 3 yrs of life preparing for his biggest gallery exhibit
what is a life, if nothing to show for it?
all love from students
i like being called "lao shi" too
and guiding others
i like the feel of university
this may be a good path
ceramics laoshi says with fervent absolute conviction
yes! follow your heart
your travels provide you absolute certainty for your path
don't be in any rush!
slow calm stroll home, stopping to visit marina en route
bump into tall canadian at the door
and so it begins
marina climbed today, first day, indoor wall
long white cotton acrobatics silk hanging from center of her room
cat purring, sharp little claws
laughter and connection, openness and freedom
it's past my bedtime
oh well
we go to fancy hotel, butt bumping down the street
reconnection with friends old and new, laughter
this is new yet familiar
i feel like i've just walked out of a nunnery
and into something tremblingly alive
divinity in humanity
i am tentative yet delighted
and wonder why nobody is dancing
to such wild and fabulous music
under such lights
with jeans radiating against the wall
records shining circles
and glass bottle decor
we lie against sofa
yoda teaches me
don't try, do. don't do, be
do be do be do be...
crazy poetry trees
skin to skin fascia kidney meridian oceanic waves weaving
energy lines correspond with muscles
i, dance therapy
he, physical therapy
she, art therapy
we talk about turtles, cockroaches, and bacon
hands soft on my chest, warm down arm, sweet against scar: 10-20 minutes, daily. one month
be gentle
it's beautiful to be strong
but even more powerful when you can choose strength or gentleness
you are beautiful when you are tired... more soft, feminine
don't need exhaustion and sickness to tap into the daisies and meadows elements within me
right now i am enjoying the fire and bursting balls of sunshine
hands cupped but not touching, ball of energy
tell me stories!
hand on shoulder, energy ball, rising
visualization
healing golden energy
rise up
lymph, move
infection, release
scar, close
arm, relax
heart, open
heart to heart
we sing on the mrt, voices a blur
i like having a background drone, a comfy earth element to ground and root for infinite potential rising and soaring or harmonizing vocals
stepping out of the bright mrt lights and into the darkness with venus above ( i know you )
i enjoy not knowing where i am, at home and finding my way again
thank you for sharing my journey
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