closed, open

Day, night. Inhale, exhale. Simple, complicated. Beautiful, ugly.

Rose, thorn.

Life is filled with opposites that cannot exist one without the other. We tend to reach for the bright spots, the highs, the pretty. But we would never recognize these things if not for the shadows, the lows, the unattractive.

Some days I try to rest in the middle. Pause and embrace both sides. Some days, it takes long arms and a big reach. And after awhile, I am exhausted.

Some days, I choose a side. There are times when it cannot be helped. And those are the days when I feel most alive.

Darkness is not the same as evil. Beauty is not the same as good. Answers are not the same as wisdom.

I want to be the wanderer, moving in and out of light and shadow, reaching for the sun as I grow deep roots.

I want to be pulled in all directions, up, down, in, out, left, right.

I want to scramble up a trellis like a vine gone wild and throw rose-scented light to the world.

Here, catch.

 

 

 

 

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10 Responses to “closed, open”

  • Sooz Weissberg Says:
    May 31st, 2012 at 9:17 am

    Aw, honey. Thank you for articulating that for me. How do I print this thing out for my journal…? ; ]

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  • Robin aka Gotham Girl Says:
    May 31st, 2012 at 10:01 am

    Wow! This is BEAUTIFUL!

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  • Debi Says:
    May 31st, 2012 at 10:15 am

    you DO throw rose scented light to the world, you know. there are days i bathe in it. thank you for scrambling up that trellis full of thorns. xoxo

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  • Pat Byers (Tilda) Says:
    May 31st, 2012 at 10:34 am

    …I want to be the wanderer, moving in and out of light and shadow, reaching for the sun as I grow deep roots..

    i love ‘moving in and out of light and shadow’.
    light and shadow make up my days. i am blessed that i finally recognized, REALLY, light and shadow. i see it differently now. perhaps i see it for the first time. now i look for it, everywhere.
    nicely put Mrs M.
    in fondest. tilda

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  • Anna Montgomery Says:
    May 31st, 2012 at 1:55 pm

    I am in awe of your scented light and how it flits across my hands. I thank whatever goodness exists for your gifts and your magnanimity in sharing them with us.

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  • brian miller Says:
    May 31st, 2012 at 2:25 pm

    darkness is not the same as evil…so true…though it is what we learn and for the long time i had a hard time on the see saw in between but i think a good life is a blend of both…they both add to us…I want to be the wanderer, moving in and out of light and shadow, reaching for the sun as I grow deep roots…is a tight line…and like the playfulness of the close…

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  • beth Says:
    May 31st, 2012 at 8:13 pm

    oh wow….i did catch it….or at least i caught your beautiful words that are now going to sit with me this evening…..xo

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  • Jannie Funster Says:
    June 1st, 2012 at 12:34 am

    Ummmm, I am definitely smelling the wild trellis roses here, Kelly! Thank you.

    Your deepness always impresses me. You must’ve been born like this, as I’ve said here before. Must’ve been one amazing child, seeing the world as only you could. Poets like you are born like this.

    And your photos….. the patina feeds my soul in each and every one.

    xoxo

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  • The Gratitude Tarot cards revealed: King of Community Says:
    June 3rd, 2012 at 5:03 pm

    […] in the sparks that form               I see my full self     accepting the depths of my confluence […]

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  • Maery Rose Says:
    June 13th, 2012 at 8:29 pm

    Wonderfully said! Another one I want to save and reread.

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