General Learning • Tenneson Woolf

March 28, 2018

Lead The Way

Where I live in Utah at this time of year,
a sure turning point for me, perceptually,
from winter to spring,
is when the Crocus bloom.

I love their delicateness and tenderness,
soft-pettled purple.
I also love their toughness.
They arise through last years’ dead material.

The crocus are first, as if scouting the way of return.
Not the more robust daffodils and tulips.
Not the plethora of green that will return to the grass.
Not the flowering or leafing of of fruit trees.

That we all could be
so brave and beautiful and resilient.
Even if just for the three weeks of spring
when Crocus lead the way.

March 27, 2018

Tide-Washed

Again from a walk at South Whidbey Island State Park.

There is something in the driftwood,
and in the trees still connected to ground,
yet tide-washed,
that holds my attention.

There are giants. Smoothed by wind and water over geologic time.

Ah, again with invitation to work with the symbol in front of me and make it personal with a bit of projection,

I know smoothed in me.
I know rough edges in me.
I hope that in the end
it means something,
the soul’s path.
“Fallen tree” is a momentary reference.
I hope that I’m able to see
the tide-smoothed,
geologic in others.
I hope they are able to see it in me.
I hope I can see it in me.

And enjoy it like I enjoyed South Whidbey Island State Park of the Puget Sound.

March 26, 2018

Seeking the Soft

From a walk yesterday at South Whidbey Island State Park, north and west of Seattle.

On a Sunny day, mostly. Which at this time of year in South Whidbey means a bit of rain also.

The soft of that moss is massively welcoming. I love the multi-hued greens, vibrant, and now awakened by spring. Life growing irrepressibly.

I suppose,
as I welcome this symbol to guide me,
that I seek in life,
the soft,
the welcoming,
the multi-hued,
the vibrant,
and an inner awakening,
a natural and
irrepressible growing.

The inner is always connected to the outer, isn’t it.

And in anything, is the everything.

March 22, 2018

This Inevitable Moment

A friend recently introduced me to the teachings of Jaggi Vasudev, more commonly known as Sadhguru, an East Indian yogi and mystic, now in his 60s. I’ve been watching and listening to videos. I really value inquiries and people that explore “what real is.”

I’m not sure that what I write below is true, but I’m enjoying dwelling in the words and thoughts. A mashup of Sadhguru teachings and my reflections. I can feel something attractive nibbling away at a protective layer that no longer even feels relevant.

Is this moment inevitable?
Yes.

Is this moment inevitable?
Yes, again.

There is practice needed to be connected to moments past and moments anticipated.
This is the work of mind.

There is something beyond mind, needed to be in this inevitable moment.
This is the work of spirit.

Life will take care of the emergence.
We need not fret over it.

Just like a good golf swing takes care of a good shot.
We need not fret over it, nor even watch for it.

If happiness comes from getting what we want,
what if, what we want and need, is already present?

Aligned because that is what life does, order for free,
and thus, happiness is present too.

There is pain in the world, indeed.
Suffering is a mind-created amplification.

There is ease in the world.
Happiness is a spirit-created amplification.