Riding The Tiger
my dear joyful ones
we have transitioned from a year of riding the tiger
to snuggling with the rabbit of the moon.
we have move from the strain and strive of yesterday
and have accepted that we cannot always get what we want.
we have surrendered needing to be the best and the most
and have learned there is more in less than best and how far a little can really go
we have traveled valleys of challenge and rivers of pain
and guess what, some of us crossed over and we find ourselves on a new shore.
this moment, this day, is not a day on any calendar, like Rumi says,
but still, it is Chinese New Year, one more chance to begin again
and rumor has it those rabbits are alchemists of the sweet dew of life
and I myself, am ready for some of that sweetness.
I myself am stepping down off of that tiger and onto
the sweet green earth.
Come with me….
p.s. it is late and has been a long and winding day.
I am drinking green tea and the kitties and pink pillows
call me to rest…to nest…
I wanted to write you all day and all I had was this title,
which as inspired by last night’s Chi Gung class with
my Auntie Janet who told us tales of the Lunar Rabbit.
And I wanted to share with you a call I am having
for Valentines on Feb. 11, for those with a broken heart,
who are in loss and grief. This call will be
with Kristine Carlson. Listen to your Heart