Wearing Words As A Loose Garment
Escaping our mental straightjacket with mindfulness meditation

It’s nice to be
verbally precise
but if we insist
on squeezing
our Inner Being
into a formal
suit and tie
word cage
fairies and elves
will flee in horror
our muse will
drink arsenic
and die
our heart
will suffer
frostbite
causing the
songbirds
of our soul
to fly south
leaving us
with nothing
but hard white
droppings.
But by gently
observing the flow
of our experience
we realize that words
are less real than turds
that the menu is not the food
that the map is not the territory
that we are not our thoughts
which allows us to wear
language as a loose garment
despite knowledge of good and evil
on our journey back home
to the Garden of Eden
henceforth known
as the Promised Land
since our eyes are now
wide open.
About the Creator
George Ochsenfeld
Secret agent inciting spiritual revolution. Interests: spiritual awakening, mindfulness meditation, Jung, Tolle, 12 Steps, psychedelics, radical simplicity, ecological sanity. Retired addictions counselor, university faculty.


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