Illustration: The Magazine of Yoga™
Poet in residence
BY MAGAZINE COLUMNIST CARYN MIRRIAM-GOLDBERG
I’m a wet giraffe, newborn and skidding
to stand up the first time. I’m a raw green snake
that lost its skin. I’m not a happy camper.
I’m a kitten skidding across the newly waxed
floor toward the rushing wall.
Do you see me when you catch yourself
in a storefront reflection?
Do you think of me when you could
get of bed but won’t?
Do you wonder what “could” even is
and how to be so new and broken
while the world cries in each crevice
to fix it instead
while I’m here, a broken angle
on your shoulder, asking what do we do now.
I’m waking up confused and looking
for you everywhere.
Reprinted with permission of the author
from Landed (Mammoth Publications, 2009).
We talk of healing so casually and often in this culture and among friends and family, which is no wonder given the broken state of the world.
But what is healing, and especially, what is healing for you? What does it look like? What does it say when you meet it for lunch? How does it move, and what does it dream of when sleeping beside you?
Write of healing as if it is embodied as a human, animal, tree, angel or whatever other form of being seems right to you. See what images come, and then see what healing has to say to you. You might even try writing a dialogue between you and healing, or a letter to healing, asking for what you need most in your life right now.
Beginning a writing practice? Getting started, groundrules to free you, and podcasts of other writing prompts. Visit Caryn’s Write From Your Life page (http://carynmirriamgoldberg.wordpress.com/write-from-your-life/)
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