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Tuesday, May 15, 2012

The Compass





antique stories of our days
retold  ‘til we believe them
edges yellowed cracked
we open then refold
the map
with precision
as if the very process of aligning
crease within crease
will serve as an origami amulet
a hole punched in one corner
to lace around our necks with red
string

of course the map
is an imagined guide
tho shards of our stories are true
it is the compass
not the lines retraced
rubbed thousands of times
by our minds’ pointing finger
impossible to erase
that led us to this
moment

and yes
it too has been broken
yet it has no crisp edges
enfolded deep within
soft contours instead; ours
hours and hours this beating lullaby
a lifetime of gentle waking
wordless rhythmic song
a quiet message
we must be still
to discern
distill

the course changes
each vibration your guide
tho shards of the stories remain true
place your hand
(hand of the compass)
upon your chest
feel the pulse
release your fist to trust
you’ll hear it through your
palm

“leave the map behind
tucked in a drawer
or under a pile of books (more stories)”
it sighs
“listen
--listen to ME your heart
with the same devotion
invested into that map
ragged and worn too long;
you have already arrived”
and dear friends so have
i








My fascination for ferns wrapped in their own cocoons and the slow process of unfurling continues. I am still waiting for my external drive to arrive so I can upload new pictures. Until then, these photos from several weeks ago are what I have available to share. In a strange (creative?) way the images feel related (at least to me) to the poem and meditation practice I'm linking below. Everything is connected, sometimes we have to look harder to understand how.

Unfolding, releasing, surrender as a form of freedom from the stories we tell ourselves, believing--wishing that by following the plan, our beloveds and we ourselves will be protected, not so unlike these ferns wrapped “securely” in their frail translucent webbed wombs. One could construe the existence of these primordial plants to be mapped out in their very structure, yet this does not account for external events that could certainly change the course of their lives in the forest. As human beings, we have beating hearts continuously offering us direction when we stop and listen...ahh, when we listen. The 3O minute guided meditation practice from The Healing Womb (session 7 in the black box of podcasts), was inspired by the poem, which I read  toward the beginning of the practice.




...and yes I've posted this fern with a heart in the center before, but it is such a beautiful tie in to the poem and other photos, it seemed worth reposting don't you think?







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39 comments:

  1. amazing images laura, we appreciate things differently as we grow older and wiser. we know whats important!! life unfolding, as it should!!

    beautiful verse, i hope you are feeling well!!

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  2. Our stories, our maps, folded and refolded. They are like a child's well loved security blanket. You writing is absolutely a treasure and the images were made for your words.

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  3. Wisdom, at a price no less; I believe we are all connected, too, but much remains a mystery...great analogy with the photos of the ferns ;)

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  4. What an amazing set of shots! So gorgfeous.

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  5. Lady Laura you my dear have certainly unfurled beautifully... Wonderful poem, lush magical photographs and yes the sense of the constant process of closing, connecting, unfurling, seeking and recognizing that one is already "there" connected with a heart in the center.... Lovely!

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  6. Fantastic photos. It's like being in the fern "womb" and watching its birth.
    Just beautiful.

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  7. a beautiful poem, Laura... "release your fist to trust // you’ll hear it through your //
    palm" ... love that entire stanza and feel such strong resonance with all you've written here ... and with the fern unfurling ... a mantra I dissolve into regularly is "open-release-open-release" in butterfly pose or supported bound angle... really so beautiful. Thank you. Blessings...

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  8. Your nature shots are always superb, your thoughts beyond inspiring, you are truly remarkable.

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  9. What glorious photos, such a beautiful unfolding, as is your poem. My favorite line? "you have already arrived". Yes, we have........beautiful, Laura!

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  10. Gorgeous photos to go with a beautiful poem...love the phrase "origami amulet" very original.

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  11. wow i totally love the progression of the pics of the unfurling and it plays so well on your verse too...we map and map and run our fingers along it but all in all the stillness and drawing near to that voice will get us far further...nice...

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  12. love the message...the listening to the heart..the trusting..leaving the map under the books...so perfect together with the unfurling...great..

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  13. so lovely... i love this time of year watching the ferns unfurl into the softest greens...

    those maps, they can often lead us in the wrong direction. i'm all for following your heart.

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  14. I guess that our past can become so engrained in our sense of self that it becomes 'maplike'- guiding us and influencing us- however - if we listened to our hearts just a little more often, maybe loved ourselves a little bit more, then maybe, like the fern, or lives would unfold just that little bit more organically, naturally - great sentiment in this!

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  15. A lot of fine lines here! Love the description of the map and its being an amulet. Where we are headed is indeed more important than where we've been.

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  16. Really, really amazing post! The poem really reminds me of the way that our internal dialog puts our past into neat little boxes.

    And the fern! I'm speechless :)

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  17. Fine poem. I loved the description of the map and how it is worn as an amulet on a red string. It's indeed more important where we are heading than where we've been.

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  18. You're amazing Laura. I love the poem, the photos and the connections you make. It is indeed a creative, spiritual act what you do. Thank you for sharing it.

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  19. great insights, great images both in words and pix

    radiation rampage

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  20. Beautiful poem. I love how differently one might read the poem without your wonderful photos. Great flow and imagery throughout: I really enjoyed "origami amulet"

    and "a quiet message
    we must be still
    to discern
    distill"

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  21. Love the message Laura. Love these lines...--listen to ME your heart
    with the same devotion
    invested into that map
    ragged and worn too long;
    you have already arrived”
    and dear friends so have
    i

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  22. Wow Laura, very, very nice. The heart is very special. I can remember a time when I could feel as if Jesus was knocking on my hearts door...you, made me remember that and I am grateful...thanks ever so much for sharing. Bless you!

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  23. I love ferns and your shots of them unfurling are fantastic. Also beautiful words.

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  24. You wrote<<<>>>

    This really spoke to me and it is so funny as I just bought a book on ferns to learn more about them and to find some that I can plant in my garden... Thank you for your offer and kind words..for some reason I have hope now..hope that at least this kind of pain can be helped as I have other pain that can't be..so I go on that hope and my determination as I want to be able to tie my own sneaker...I know you understand...Michelle

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  25. nature is an excellent subject and teacher. God is good.

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  26. Laura, your prose in this piece is scrumptious, as is the fern fronds, real live koru ;-)

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  27. This is all so lovely. The images compliment the prose perfectly. We try to map our lives with such precision and are so busy surviving, we forget our purpose is to live. This explains it all so well.
    It truly is a quite exquisite write Laura.

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  28. Be still, and know that HE is God...not ME.

    Laura, I felt a wave of peacefulness wash over me--totally--while spending time on this blog. I have no doubt it was/is a spiritual happening. I do not come here with the frequency I intend.

    "...it is the compass
    not the lines retraced
    rubbed thousands of times
    by our minds’ pointing finger
    impossible to erase
    that led us to this
    moment..."

    Follow the compass, one foot in front of other, along the straightened line, and I probably won't go wrong...

    My moments, my plans, are always subject to change--and do--throughout each day, many times. You understand THAT, I know!--grin!

    One plan will not change because i am doing it now--praying for you, for less stress, for the power to carry out God's will as it is revealed.

    And THIS is how I 'see' you and know you so well, that you (on your 'about' page) offer prayers of blessings for us bloggers, and then generously, share/offer those promises to ALL in the world! THAT--IMO--is your greatest giving, kindness to ALL.

    Rest, Peep!
    Love, and PEACE to you and your Peeps!

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  29. The rhythm and movement to this is really lovely!

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  30. Beautiful poem, beautiful photos.

    http://alexdissing.blogspot.com/2012/05/this-college-town.html?m=1

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  31. Exquisite, Laura...you always manage to tell the universal truths with stunning words and pictures.
    Hugs,
    Becky

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  32. What stunning images to compliment the poem.

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  33. Laura, lovely poem. You do have a way with words. The macro shots are amazing. Have a great day!

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  34. What a lovely unfolding of the past into the present - in itself a kind of origami which is a wonderful metaphor for our lives. Loved your photography as well!

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  35. Some very deep insights so art-fully revealed - thank you.

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  36. i love the origami parallel... the peacefulness of the folding and unfolding... the serenity of the flight. beautiful dear laura, just like you. xo

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  37. Very cool pics. I kind of feel like that fern, but maybe not quite out of my cocoon yet. I love how your lines flow seamlessly from one to the next :)

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  38. You followed the unfurling of the fern so closely. What patience and beauty you have. I already knew that, of course. You're an inspiration, Laura.

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  39. this beating lullaby

    you are an amazing expression of love and Truth and Beauty.

    the fern is perfect, the words! You are gift.

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