Doorways
by Beth Weaver-Kreider, 2006
“The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you.
Don’t go back to sleep.
You must ask for what you really want.
Don’t go back to sleep.
People are going back and forth across the doorsill
Where the two worlds touch.
The door is round and open.
Don’t go back to sleep.” ~~Rumi
Everywhere you look,
Open doorways beckon.
See, there between those two trees?
Look, the still waters of the pond are doors which open inward.
Who enters when the breezes wrinkle the waters’ surface?
Someone has just walked out the doorway of that clump of tall grass,
Leaving the door ajar.
Hurry! Perhaps we can follow!
Wander the hill and the hollow.
Follow the wayward winds that rush and tumble over the thresholds.
Listen in the dawn for the voices.
The chickadee who scolds you from the apple tree
Is the herald of someone soon to enter.
Wash your hands and face.
Stand up straight.
You have guests to greet.
Draw water from the spring.
Set extra places at the table
And throw another log on the fire.
Prepare a feast and pour out libations.
Be ready!
Who knows who will arrive?
Gratitude List:
1. Colleagues: Chances to connect with people I see in the rush of the day, to relax, talk, settle in, play games. I work with good people.
2. Connecting, making the web wider. I was in two small sessions yesterday afternoon that gave me hope and heart, both for myself and the possibilities of better managing the workload (in ways that will push my students to take more responsibility for their own progress), and also for the future for students who get marginalized and ignored.
3. Being fed. Physically, intellectually, spiritually.
4. Hymnsing!
5. Going home again. Eager to see my family.
May we walk in Beauty!
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