The Wind of my Soul

The first winter after we moved to the island, I spent several days in the hospital with no end in sight.  I was glad to have a private room and especially a window, until I realized that the window faced a brick wall.  (I realize now I could have asked to be bundled up and taken outside for a breath of fresh air now and then, but I was new to this hospital gig.  I’ve also learned that usually there are popsicles in the freezer.)  Each day found me more and more depressed, until one day a crow landed on the sill outside and the wind ruffled its feathers.  I almost cried with relief.

Today was my second day at yoga, ever.  I’ve been given permission to keep my eyes open when I’m learning something new.  But I find I cannot close them even after I know what to do.  The view out the large windows is so soothing and hypnotic.  I know I’m supposed to go inward, but it feels as if part of my soul is perched outside.  There was a beautiful poem to start today’s class.  I wonder if its okay to cry at yoga?

When I Am Among the Trees, by Mary Oliver

When I am among the trees,
especially the willows and the honey locust,
equally the beech, the oaks and the pines,
they give off such hints of gladness.
I would almost say that they save me, and daily.

I am so distant from the hope of myself,
in which I have goodness, and discernment,
and never hurry through the world
but walk slowly, and bow often.

Around me the trees stir in their leaves
and call out, “Stay awhile.”
The light flows from their branches.

And they call again, “It’s simple,” they say,
“and you too have come
into the world to do this, to go easy, to be filled
with light, and to shine.”




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  1. Beautiful poem, Deborah. Like you, I am fed during the long rather dark indoor months by feasting my eyes out the window on the beauty growing there. Just gazing out for a moment during a music lesson will often bring light to my soul and encouragement to the next words to my student. Thank you for sharing this.

    Comment by Carol Hibbard — February 22, 2014 @ 7:33 pm

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