You are like sitting on a lotus
You are like the first tulips in spring and the last dahlias in fall
You are like glitter shen
You are like the teacher that sought me to paint showing me my hands are the paint brushes and beings are the canvas
You are like mosquitos are teachers too, and like a mutual benefit use them to learn the acupuncture points they brought heat to.
You are like (In Dr. L’s voice) “You HAVE to know that, but don’t worry about that now you WILL be knowing”
You are like a careful cautious horse—absolute love
You are like a seed that had to be crushed—to go underground
You are like a tender, fragrant rising
You are like a death, a breaking, a burial; but, OH what a rising!
You are like ALIVE
You are like letting go of everything I thought was true
You are like an owl’s ear
You are like feeling sweetness
You are like (In MB’s voice) “Nothing about this is arbitrary; You’re all doing great”
You are like—do not grasp it is all coming
You are like bowing down to this precious Earth gift
You are like presence
You are like ease, EASY
Poem by Karen Finlayson
Photo by Stephanie Wirth 2017










