verboten eingeladen

 

muscle holding 

verboten e-motion

energy? motion?

ocean

hot red

heat of being born

forged outward

invited eingeladen excited

haaa haaa haaa

ahhhh

—Lorena Wolfman

repentinamente

 

repentinamente me envuelve

el invisible remolino del viento 

en el cual se delizan los pájaros

abalazándose y arrobándose

            a mi alrededor y arriba

y en una inhalación

me llevan

levantándome al corriente

            de esta danza

            por un curvo instante

                        —Lorena Wolfman

suddenly

I am suddenly enveloped

in the invisible

swirl 

of the breeze the birds glide on

as they swoop and swoon 

             around and above me

and as I breathe in

I am drafted

             up into this dance

             for a curved instant

                        —Lorena Wolfman 

You

          for D. G.

on your breath

shaped by the mysteries

of life

little gusts

and currents

whirl

illuminations

sparkling 

from the stars

the galaxies 

awakening in the fluid spell

of interstitial wonder

                     —Lorena Wolfman

The night sea journey

Perhaps it doesn't come all at once.  In one journey.  Perhaps we find Islands along the way, until we voluntarily are ready or by circumstance are forced to press onward into the night... led by the aroma of night blossoming flowers and an inner compass...:

 “The “night sea journey” is the journey into the parts of ourselves that are split off, disavowed, unknown, unwanted, cast out, and exiled to the various subterranean worlds of consciousness. . . . The goal of this journey is to reunite us with ourselves. Such a homecoming can be surprisingly painful, even brutal. In order to undertake it, we must first agree to exile nothing.

—Stephen Cope”

Fragmento de: Bessel van der Kolk MD. “The Body Keeps the Score: Brain, Mind, and Body in the Healing of Trauma”.