Geese What
Okay so I haven’t been posting mostly because things have sort of gelled for me here in terms of a support network, friends, activities places to be etc.. And because I was in my short A(six week) third term not too heavy a work load, but exams every two weeks. Gina came to visit and my wonderful friends Deanna and Robert were in town. I got to go out to diner with the chancellor (see photos) spend more time at the beach etc. Today we had our first real pathology lab, 2 hours straight of slide presentations And case studies and I kind of felt like I had my ass handed to me. So do you see the pattern gentle reader? I don’t generally post unless I am extra thoughtful, sad or somehow vexed.. But I digress. Well I came home to take a nap and could not help but think of this poem by Mary Oliver. The images do not quite fit the Caribbean but the sentiment is right. I know I’ll do fine be fine and perhaps even better than fine, I just need to let go of my notions of perfect and enjoy.
Wild Geese
by Mary Oliver
You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting —
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.
posted by Sa @ 4:05 PM
1 Comments:
Lovely sentiment. The world is a little bit bigger than that which fits in our individual heads, eh?
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