Trees in the corners

with branching arms

and the tangled briars

and broken nets.

When we begin to glance towards the neglected aspects of our interior garden, it can reflect to us an ominous mood, and threatening feelings such as helplessness and despair often surface from our depths.   It simply requires us to stay with these darker, heavier, damp feelings, and tolerate them with patience, steady breathing, and the tentative buds of desire.   There are no immediate or clear solutions in soil like this.  Here, the inner work can feel so slow, laborious, and uninspiring.  But we simply have to stay with it, uncertain… actively waiting for the fog to clear…the light of awareness even so gradually penetrating us through our attention and breath.  And we wait, and even longer, waiting and tending to what needs new life.   Until…

~Michael Mervosh

(Part 2 of a 4 part reflection of David Whyte’s poem- Spring Awakening)

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