4/20/2019

(untitled) — NaPoWriMo Day 20

There’s a knowing
that precedes meaning making
engrained in our being
from the first moments
life streamed through
our prescious bodies.
Unseen, unencountered,
seemingly distant, it
drives us to this day
How to convey such
knowing –wordless–
through words?
An almost laughable
idea, surely issued forth
through the meaning
craving head-mind.
If all we have is a
weak understanding
that what drives us is
not ours, was not
necessarily chosen,
then, I think, we might
be ready to receive
the wisdom born into
our very selves. The
wisdom of our lineage.
Handed down to us –
to love, to accept,
to heal.

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