POSTER BOY, PINNED TO THE WALL

(c) 2009 Howard McQueenI am sitting here on the hot seatin the spotlight I have now transformedinto an interrogation room.I squirm with my anxiety,a circle full of people watching.Quit F'King laughing and staring at this shrinking me.Truthfully, I'm having a dickins of a timeconnecting in this moment to my heart.In my swollen pride, I am not finding the pathwayor handle to add wings to the heart-feltness of "do-over".The AaaaRRRrrrGGGGof frustration is nowadded to my squirming.I feel pinned to the wallfully exposed.Today's poster boy,unable to measure up,caving in again to anxiety,trying to cover it all up with some mix of humor-hostility.And I sit in thisAnd I sit with thisOw, this really hurtsThen humility arrivessoftening the bruises from repeated fallingsand Heart reconnectsand the divine words spread their wingsand the messenger of Love unfolds.Mmmmmm. The dance of pain and ecstasy is alive and arising within.~ ~ ~
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