What Shape Waits In The Seed Of You?

On this day that commemorates a special birth for many, a poem that celebrates you.

With love and admiration, happy holidays and best wishes for 2009!

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 What To Remember When Waking
 by: David Whyte
 
 In that first
 hardly noticed
 moment
 in which you wake,
 coming back
 to this life
 from the other
 more secret,
 moveable
 and frighteningly
 honest
 world
 where everything
 began,
 there is a small
 opening
 into the day
 which closes
 the moment
 you begin
 your plans.
 
 What you can plan
 is too small
 for you to live.
 
 What you can live
 wholeheartedly
 will make plans
 enough
 for the vitality
 hidden in your sleep.
 
 To be human
 is to become visible
 while carrying
 what is hidden
 as a gift to others.
 
 To remember
 the other world
 in this world
 is to live in your
 true inheritance.
 
 You are not
 a troubled guest
 on this earth,
 you are not
 an accident
 amidst other accidents
 you were invited
 from another and greater
 night
 than the one
 from which
 you have just emerged.
 
 Now, looking through
 the slanting light
 of the morning
 window toward
 the mountain
 presence
 of everything
 that can be,
 what urgency
 calls you to your
 one love? What shape
 waits in the seed
 of you to grow
 and spread
 its branches
 against a future sky?
 
 Is it waiting
 in the fertile sea?
 In the trees
 beyond the house?
 In the life
 you can imagine
 for yourself?
 In the open
 and lovely
 white page
 on the waiting desk?

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