by Jane Tawel
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On a New Explore in Spaces
By Jane Tawel
October 24, 2023
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I used to follow dogma,
like a person on a short leash,
pulled by my dog-ma,
until I realized,
a person should not be leashed.
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I was pulled along by men’s straining half-truths,
(And ideas are often skewed,
by patriarchal, masculine, power-needy views).
Of course, as I worshipped at stagnated troughs,
baptized in another savior’s used bathwater,
I became complacent,
but also confused as I marched a rigid path.
In the safe crowd trodding wide roads,
I was more and more alone.
I thought that I was the master,
leading the Dog,
but one day I said to myself,
“Self, it is supposed to be G.O.D. leading you,
not D.O.G.-ma leading you.”
I had it backwards for quite a long while.
So, I left all my old leashes in the pews,
and walked out the door.
And the light of a thousand new suns
was blinding.
So, I walked blindly,
and tried to tune my soul
to listening, instead.
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What does one’s own heart sound like,
when the sounds of all others are stilled?
What do one’s blind eyes see,
when a thousand suns appear?
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Now I stride along, and often trip.
My knees are so scabbed they look like
bloodied red Rorschach tests
glued tight on knobby knolls.
But I fall again and again,
and I am finally realizing,
what it really means to
Rise.
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I pick myself up and look down many paths,
until I choose a path to follow.
And I know I only need to follow a path
for a while,
until a new way,
that is always also the Old Way,
appears.
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I am an explorer,
exploring outer space
through my own inner space.
Radical!
I am finding new ways to understand,
but more importantly,
I am finding new ways to Not understand.
I am finding new ways to get lost.
Good explorers always get lost.
True seekers always get found.
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Oh, I am questing
for a clean, well-lighted space.
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And now and then,
while exploring my own inner space,
and letting the outer spaces of Mystery,
simply Be;
I am finding that
the spaces created between you and me
by the powers that be,
are smaller than the truth of We.
And in some small way,
I am trying to close the gaps,
narrowing each hard, empty space between us,
And bringing us closer to being
One.
© Jane Tawel, 2023
Jane Tawel 