Sitting is a union that protects a small, fragile being that we must take care for.
Sometimes it remains hidden behind the bushes,
sometimes he reveals himself to us, approaches, and nestles in the safe haven offered by the posture.
If it senses welcome, listening, and trust, it will approach.
©FJ April 2025
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Been pondering this.
« Small, fragile being… »
Not the mind of everyday thought. It may gd fragile, but is ferocious, proud, self reliant. And transitory.
The « heart »? Nearer, perhaps, but, also, too much bound up in the ways of this existence.
The spirit? It breathes depths beyond our incarnate knowledge, and needs no such care, as it resides in the eternal, already.
The « soul » in the sense of the « individual self » that seeks to survive in a world built for physical life. Perhaps…
Perhaps this is inexpressible.
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Oops – « gd » = « be »…
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