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The Wisdom Keeper

This last couple of years, like so many of us, has been a deep exploration, a stepping back into the places that kept me bound. There were many, many places that I had tucked away, almost entirely unconsciously. A beautiful agreement between the storyteller of the mind, and the wisdom keeper of the body. One might think these stories are not meant to be revisited, because truthfully, other than the residue, we often find a way not to be in contact with these places held under the wonder of our physiology. These places held so deeply, it’s possible one may never meet them. And this safekeeping masquerades as behaviours trying to dampen the feelings - perhaps in the form of smoking, drinking, eating, shopping, spending, exercising, scrolling. And sometimes, those feelings get through anyway. And sometimes life causes us to stop and look; a moment that has us question our life. A tragedy, a diagnosis, an accident. And these places will be tender, raw, vulnerable. These places held under pressure, initially will burst to the surface threatening the storyteller’s stability, maybe even sanity. Overwhelm of sadness, grief, anger, guilt, shame. Too much the storyteller says, too much. I can’t make sense of any of this. So the storyteller tries to go back to telling the same stories, but this time it does not work, this time the eyes and ears of that one who is listening, recognizes that the characters, the time, the place, has changed. There is a moment, when the wave breaks, and the shoreline becomes visible. And you remember, there is only here and now. Those stories that were threatening to pull you under, are with the wisdom keeper that’s gotten tired. They are ready to tell the story so that they can rest. Some of these wisdom keepers put into action from birth.


Opened Door…


What would it mean

To come into contact

With that which

Has been keeping favour

In agreement

For your safe keeping?

Do not reveal

On the door it says.

Do not reveal.

For herein

There is the pain,

The story and the

Impact.

Although some of it

Has leaked,

Some of it

Has informed

That which you have become

To spite that

Which cannot be felt,

Or to drive from that

Which cannot be felt.

That doorway

Locked tight,

And

So

Are you.

Well,

I opened the door.

Curiosity inspired.

And what happened?

Not what had been

Anticipated

Not what had been

Feared

Not what had been

Believed.

Instead

I met

The truth

That had long been wanting

To be told.

That truth

Was my truth

That had never been allowed,

And I felt it

Softened

Opened

Let go

Revealed

And I was alive,

Fully!

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