an organic plan

Image by Scott Webb

An organic plan (lets see…and by that I mean it changes depending on the circumstances. Sometimes clear. Usually not. I sit and wait).

Is everything [still] waiting for [me] (David Whyte, 2003)?

I write to you. I write to me.

So that you can hear so that I can hear

In such a way as to re-awaken ‘something’ that

Perhaps has been waiting there for many years (Wittgenstein, 1953)

I hope so ‘cause right now struggle sits close. Struggle and disappointment. Struggle, disappointment and fear-of-what-is-about-to-happen.

Without the experience of art-making,

Reflections and reflexive practice, these things could remain unseen. by me. by you.

We must create.

We must create together. Using our hands, our fingers, our toes, our hearts, our bodies, our minds, our souls.

Perhaps you, perhaps I have always known that

Without a strong connection to Home

It is a challenge to have a deep sense of belonging.

Perhaps you, perhaps I will uncover a link between creativity and belonging.

And what does it actually mean to belong?

And what does ‘be-longing’ mean to you? To me?

In the work I engage in,

Already I am surprised by the poetic nuances,

The micro indications of what it might mean

To be-long and

Not be-long. In the work you engage in, are you surprised by the poetic nuances? The Micro indications of belonging?  

Slowly we can become educated in

understanding what Home might be. An urgency indeed, as we live in a world that is struggling. A divided and disappointed world of inequality, injustice, asleep at the wheel citizens.

 Of course, it is not clear yet:

the window is not yet open

But I know it will be. Do you know it will be? Can we wake up to where Nature is taking us? And heed her call?

Is everything [still] waiting for [me] (David Whyte, 2003)?