Plea To The Chances

October 23, 2018.  Once a year the Lone Star Flute Circle (Native American flutes) meets at Austin’s premier garden (and more) center – The Natural Gardener.  Unique flute voices float out from the porch of the main building, hovering over ever-changing seasonal plants and yard sculptures.  Husband Gary stays on the porch, taking turns with the others, contributing several of his flute voices.  I wander the grounds, returning intermittently to the porch, listening to flutes all the while.

Except – as I approached the labyrinth in the back corner of the property, flutes were overridden by a raven calling, calling, calling.  The stark shift in tone from flute to caw jogged my thoughts back to words read earlier – glass half full – calling as insistently as the raven – commencing a labyrinth walk focused on capacity to add more to my glass.

Referenced: RobertOkaji.com – “Letter to Harper From Halfway To The Horizon”

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13 thoughts on “Plea To The Chances

  1. A prayerful meditation – so beautiful, stirring. I used to do meditation walks (seems like another life ago) and this poem stirs those memories, the feeling of being invited into another dimension/ mystery.

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    1. Thanks, VJ – I love labyrinths for their meditative effects – preferably solo walks. I feel “held” by the circuits. But now that I’m of an age to pay attention to my feet even on flat floors, walking anywhere becomes meditative if not interrupted by people talking. (Ravens are welcome!)

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