When Devil Whispers
I asked for help from my spirit team,
circular thoughts of the past.
Rock and water stepped in.
We met on a childhood path,
a trail I’ve known since eight years old,
a slanting granite slope
together with a misty fog
and a shiny dew.
Wrassled me down,
pinned me to the ground.
Gravity broke my rib bones.
I whimpered “uncle.”
Pain and vulnerability opened the door to
wild energies
gushing torrents of tears,
floods dammed for years
a waterfall of ancestral patterns
rivulets of gentle sadness,
moaning out badness,
the rythmic dripping of grief,
snorting out snotty confusion,
clearing the passage
towards
innocent peace
and relief.
I asked for help from my spirit team
rock and water came through
An ocean gushed through the eyes
with waves
of
hiccups
and sighs
cleansing and
clearing all lies.
Releasing devil energy
hand-feeding sweet
bitter flavors -
whispering in my ear.
His soothing voice of old stories
sharing both good and bad tales
to keep me from feeling
the here and the now.
Stay in the past.
You know what it is.
Don’t venture out.
Keep living with doubt.
The devil kept showing me puzzles
with pieces that wouldn’t fit just right.
Sit down, stay a while
let’s figure it out
it’s fun
you know
the puzzle’s never done.
Let’s look for the piece
that makes it complete
so everything is calm, clear and makes sense.
He whispered some more
coaxed me galore.
I asked for help from my spirit team
rock and water reminded me how
to
own my power
my path
my will
my mission.
Puzzles with devil-energy
lead to lethargy
taking away angelic know-how.
ignoring him
brings me present
here and now.
I’m done trying to figure out puzzles.
I’m done trying to make it make sense.
I am done making
sense
out of
non
sense.
leave the word alone
let nonsense be that
let the non be the prefix
let it stay firmly attached.
let it be nonsensical
let it be unfixable
let it by hysterical
let it be lyrical
let it be delerical
let it be satirical
Let it be whatever it is
devil ranting and raving
calling and craving
all by itself in the forest
where no one hears
with
collapsed power fading
moaning and parading
around.
Walk away from the table
leave the puzzle undone.
It’s an old card table
coming undone.
Let the wind come through
knock it to the ground
scatter pieces around
and get nibbled
by birds, mice and a shrew.
I asked for help from my spirit team
rock and water reminded me how -
embody rock
stand tall in solid, wise rock power
love the rivets, edges and cracks
be quiet in your knowing.
embody water
swirl with its freedom,
mermaid somersaults with
currents and waves.
swim in emotions as needed
breath, move and float in infinite
consciousness, vibrating with the cosmos
tread in stillness when necessary, dive deep
and play with swirling blue waters
turtles, dolphins and whales.
Support one another
work to recover,
help others not suffer
take care of
earth mother.
I asked for help from my spirit team
rock and water gave me a
wump.
Rock and water gave me a rest.
Rock and water slowed me down.
Rock and water held my hand.
Leave the unfinished puzzle on the card table
rest dear one, rest on the land.
They knew what I needed
to rest so completely
ribs healed
heart mended
slow
refreshed
and
completely renewed.
Ask for help from your spirit team -
and allow them
to bring
what you need.
Just know it’s an initiation
a liberation
a re-creation of what it means
to be alive.
Walk away
when you’re ready
feel your roots
standing steady
sing a song
and find the strength to pass through.
I asked for help from my spirit team
rock and water came fully through
gave me
freedom to be
freedom to feel
freedom from structures
freedom from etiquette
freedom from seeking approval
freedom from behaving
freedom to start anew
freedom to leave the puzzle undone
freedom
to be my own number one.
Untitled #7, Peter Larsen - image used with permission from Pulp Holyoke Gallery.
