Transitional Discernment
Who do we invite this me to be today,
here and now planning for our next arising era
toward death's patient resolution,
graceful resonance?
Is there some supermagical meaning
in more recent unfortunate events
capable of reading mystical tea leaves?
the web of palms rooted in life's soul of Time?
in some way that would tip us toward discarding
deeply etched memories of subsistence economies,
shortages of empowering value,
insufficient wealth of beauty
and health
to transform some newly planned space/time into nirvana,
a WinWin home for all
with sensory challenges,
systemic suffering,
political marginalization,
economic poverty,
over-
and under-
invested degeneration.
What is distinct about your fully embodied vocation,
embedded in our co-operating
polypathic
mindful mission?
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