This year I will strive for more proportionality. In my physical, mental,
emotional, social, and spiritual health.
I will seek ways to bring balance in all that I do.
I will have more integrity, following through with all commitments.
And I will be more creative...embracing who I am as an artist and educator.
I will take more photos.
And, I will run faster and have more fun.
And fewer martinis. Maybe.
Here is one of my favorite poems. It is by Mark Doty.
Long Point Light
Long Point's aparitional
this warm spring morning,
the strand a blur of sandy light,
and the square white
of the lighthouse-separated from us
by the bay's ultramarine
as if it were nowhere
we could ever go-gleams
like a tower's ghost, hazing
into the rinsed blue of March,
our last outpost in the huge
indetermination of sea.
It seems cheerful enough,
in the strengthening sunlight,
fixed point accompanying our walk
along the shore. Sometimes I think
it's the where-we-will be,
only not yet, like some visible outcropping
of the afterlife. In the dark
its deeper invitations emerge:
green witness at night's end,
flickering margin of horizon,
marker of safety and limit.
but limitless, the way it calls us,
and where it seems to want us
to come, And so I invite it
into the poem, to speak,
and the lighthouse says:
Here is the world you asked for,
gorgeous and opportune,
here is nine o'clock, harbor-wide,
and a glinting code: promise and warning.
The morning's the size of heaven.
What will you do with it?
This is a place where I journal about music, running, and Buddhism. Feel free to come along for the short essays, offer comments, and provide encouragement or critique.
Sitting
Saturday, January 1, 2011
Resolutions 2011
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