Hello dear readers and listeners,
As I mentioned last week, I’m republishing and recording audio for some pieces you may not have encountered, while I cross the finish line of moving every last item out of my house.
This poem, I believe, is a perfect follow-up to my recent essay, What You Know vs. What You Believe (and the dangerous difference between the two). It’s a prayer of sorts, one that I’m whispering to myself a lot during these days of uncertainty. It brings me comfort. May it bring some to you, too.
I’ll be back with new content October 8th.
Love and gratitude,
MPM
The Knowing
So may we, in this life, trust
to those elements we have yet to see.
May we lean into the wings
that surround us,
may we know in our deepest knowing
that we are not alone
that if we fall we will be caught
by the invisible web of magnificence
we weave every day.
And in that knowing,
may we, like the wings themselves,
rest and rise
rest and rise
rest and rise and soar
to unseen heights.
Come, let us fly.
Hi Mary, I’ve been wondering about you and your safety in FL and how you might have been impacted by the devastation of Hurricane Ian. However, after reading your introduction to today’s poem, it sounded like you may still be in NY. Whatever the case, I hope you and Peter are OK and that your place in FL is still standing and not flooded or otherwise seriously damaged.
Thanks for this poem/prayer. We could all use some encouraging words to say to ourselves in these uncertain times. I’ve read that whatever we’re going through, the good and not so good, is given to us to help us on our way, and we should trust in that and count on those “elements not yet seen” to carry us through to where we need to be. I’m not saying that’s easy, but kicking and screaming isn’t easy either, take my word for it. I’ve tried it and it’s exhausting and a lot more stressful, and it doesn’t get you “there” anyway. So doing the “trust walk” or “flight”, I should say, is probably the best way to go.
I think this kind of knowing is called “organic knowledge” because it comes out of our own deep wonderings and life experience, home grown, so to speak.