Something’s digging at me
Something in the deep dark
Heavy and relentless
Yet somehow surrounded by beauty
Surrounded by light
Wonder and magic
Surrounded by sacred forests and rivers and mountains
Its in there
That something
It confuses my speech
Gangles my heart and I'm lost as I talk about my dad and his dad and his dad and his dad
All of these fathers pushing something along
Pulling something along
I don't understand it but I begin to feel it
The rhythm of it
I begin to see it
Begin to see them
Backs bent
Arms and necks and legs
Straining to keep it moving
Sweat on black skin
Dripping off of furrowed brows
Pouring down worked bodies and work clothes
Dirty and worn through
Rolling this thing from the deep dark
Pushing it
Pulling it
Heavy and relentless
On train tracks stretching to the horizon
These fathers
Forgot they were sons
Forgot their heartbreak
Now, they work together
Forever and ever
Never resting
Never saying “Enough”
Never saying enough
“Just keep pushing
Pulling
In sync
Together
Find the rhythm
Come
Do as I do
Move it along
Get it further on down the line
It’s our duty
For all of us
For the future
For our children
Our beloveds
Our people
Don't lose sight
Keep going
Don't look up
Don't look round
Keep pushing
Pulling
Just one foot in front of the other”
I feel the rhythm calling
Feel it heavy and relentless
But where are the children
The beloveds
The people
All I can see are Fathers
The tracks
The weight
Their arms and legs
And backs
Strained and bent
Ropes wrapped around fists
Slick with blood and sweat
Binding them to this thing
Heavy and relentless
The tracks shiny and sweaty
Like their bodies
Forged from blood and sweat
Hammered into shape
Set on a path
Straight and narrow and vanishing into the future
This is what they are calling me to join
This is the burden they tell me is mine
Is in my sweat and blood
Is in brotherhood
In fatherhood
They say
“This is what we have chosen to do
Been chosen to do
You are built for this
Strong and committed
Like us
Join us
Push it along
Pick up the rope
Pull it
Towards the horizon
The future
Step by step
Together
We can’t lose our momentum
We can’t quit
It is heavy and relentless”
I speak to them finally
Nervous
“I see you and I see how far you’ve come”
They interrupt
“No” they say
“Don’t” they say
I speak again
“I see you and how far you’ve come
I'm not sure that path is for me
I'm not sure it’s is for you
I'm not sure it’s for anyone
I see how far you’ve come
But where are you
Where are your children
Your beloveds
Your people
Where are your fathers
Where are your sons”
They pause in their pushing and pulling
At a truth they have always known
But could not carry
They wipe their brows
Lean against the thing that has dug at us all
Heavy and relentless
They drop and sit on the rails
Heads down
Chests heaving
Fathers look around and squint at the sun
Turn and squint at their sons
Turn and squint at their fathers
They turn to me
I think they judge me
Think I'm not courageous enough
Strong enough
Committed enough
To take on this burden
Heavy and relentless
I think they say
“So you think you know something”
But they don't
They come to me
Hold me
Hug me
Cry and laugh with me
Pick me up in their pride and joy
Dance with me
Pray with me
And with light hearts
They step into me
Tall and small
Bent over and upright
And we turn
Together
Away from the tracks vanishing towards a future
Away from the thing heavy and relentless
Towards a sacred forest that has lined these tracks
Unseen until now
A forest that has yearned to reclaim us
Repair us
Welcome us
We step onto the soft earth
A new path
An old path
Leading us home
Together
Healing
Old wounds
Old wounds
Scarred over and healed enough
Or so I thought
Memories buried
Are never truly gone
Sometimes
When the night is quiet
Or even in the day
My body feels them
Seeping up through the layers
Pressing my doubts to the forefront
Steering my attention
Though wordless
Their whispers
Tighten my throat
And a body within a body is created
One wants to hide
Deeper into the dark
Into the silence
The other
Runs
Numb
Passing everything so fast
Nothing can ever hope to touch me
There are other ways too
Sometimes
I simply hold my self
Tenderly
Caring for that body within a body
Rocking us all gently and securely
Relaxing and expanding
With each breath
Until we are all one being again
Let us return to being curious about this life
Let us return to being curious about this life
Let us touch our hearts waiting patient and loving
Let us listen to the trees
to the birds
to the silence
Let us find our way home
Watch the squirrels
Follow the flight of the bluejay
Hear the calling of the crows
Feel the soft moss making a seat for you on the hard stone
Feel your face soften and the mask slowly slipping away
Take courage
Let it go
Someday, I will stop longing to belong
Someday, I will stop longing to belong
Someday, I will stop thinking that I don't
Someday, my mixedness will make me feel whole
Someday, I will really trust my experiences of the sacred
Someday, I will not feel small
Someday, I will trust that I have nothing to prove
Someday, I will feel enough
Someday, I will more easily allow myself to rest
Someday, I will trust the lasting presence of the sweet voice of creation even in the moments when I dont hear it
Someday, I will not judge myself so harshly
Someday, I will feel full and bright
Someday, someday will be now
Someday, they will have all happened, or not
Someday, they will not matter
Someday, I will die
Grief is not subtle
Grief is not subtle
Pressing against my hearts doorway
I choose to feel it
I sit beneath you
Elder oak with wounds old and new
Still growing, like me
With my breath, you breathe
I open up, draw deep, like roots
My hearts cracks, tears flow
Grief shatters the world
Wind blows, leaves fall, hawks soar higher
How are these all true
Tired
Tired
Another day
No insight
No clarity
I want to know why
Sad
Another day
No insight
No clarity
I want to know why
Heavy hearted
Another day
No insight
No clarity
I want to know why
Pressure
Make it all better
Do something
Say something
Don't be dragged down
Be positive
Help others
And so on
And so on
All the things
All the tired and sad and heavy things
All the pressure
And somehow
Don't worry
You don't have to figure it all out
Like your simple and sacred breath
It’ll all come and go
Don't worry
You’ll be alright