Uh-oh or Ah-ha?
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Uh-oh or Ah-ha?
The idea
is the thing.
A revelation in the
new day bend of candle
light, bath salted and sweet,
owls caterwauling
just beyond.
The I “dea,”
a nod to god the
mother as
I AM.
Not as opposed
to deus, just the
other softer
side of it.
Not commanding,
rather compelling
who, what, how,
I might be,
even as
I am.
Benevolent,
this energy.
Generative, open.
Receiving.
Fecund.
Life as it is lived,
as in, actually engaged.
Entered into.
Forming itself round,
from its vibratory emissions,
its emanations, whether low
or high frequency.
Waves of an
open sea.
Different from thought,
but not altogether
apart from it.
The ideation
ever forming itself
into being. Of itself.
In itself. For itself.
As me. As you.
As here.
It is not the dross
of ‘program,' that litter
accumulated in our
be/coming our
selves.
Eon after eon.
That is what stands
in the way of the
novel venture
into the as
yet know
able.
As knowing
can be able to
know in a way that
cannot be measured
by tools and conventions
— minds over matters —
merely by dovetails
cut just so in the
grain of our
wood.
Meeting
other
grains.
Just so.
It’s
more a
surfacing
as a dolphin,
an orca, a
cormorant
after a
dive.
A peeper
lifting its
vernal
voice
from
a long
winter’s
stillness.
An anemone
feeling for
the sun
with
her
supple
readiness.
A delve
only to
emerge.
Food, yes,
the impetus,
in all the ways
we feed and
are fed.
We can find
pleasure in the
nourishment, or
distraction, and its
impoverishment.
It is ever
a choice.
If I eat
therefore
I am, I’ve
missed the
point entirely.
The point,
crystalline,
present, is but
a moment.
Brimmed
only with
what is
potent/ial.
What’s possible?
That’s what we’re
here to find
out from
deep
with
in.
All that
has been
done has
been, what
might be
done?
Show
me.
Life speaking.
And its terms
are these:
live.
And
let
live.
Uh-oh,
ah-ha, ends
of the spectrum.
A spectrum
we are
all on.
For
all
time.
Threat, danger
isolation is bred in
one end’s response: fear;
curiosity, connection,
expansion bred
in the other.
Let’s call it
a love response.
Either way,
both teach.
Ends.
And both
lead inexorably
to the range that
lives between
distal poles.
Once we
recognize
that it is
of one,
we be
come
one.
Just
like
life.
Life
is a
living
thing.
This is
the big
idea.
Light.
Ah.
That most
incandescent
of bulbs.
Which cannot
be put in a box.
Enclose it,
put a lid on it,
boundaries
and walls
around
it and
it is
not
light.
So.
What
to make
of clay?
Piping
and roof
tiles, vessels
and sculpture
— art.
Given
breath.
Now it's
lightning
in a bottle.
I believe
when I fall
in love with
you it’ll be
forever…
—Stevie Wonder
∞/∞
Eve Moore ©2023
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Eve Moore: Once a professional writer of advertising, I saw the light & it has shown me words of a different nature. And so I take them down & offer them up. And all is well.
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