Saturday, August 17, 2019

The Tutor

Be silent and listen: 
have you recognized your madness 
and do you admit it? 
Have you noticed that all your foundations 
are completely mired in madness? 
Do you not want to recognize your madness and welcome it in a friendly manner? 
You wanted to accept everything. 
So accept madness too. 
Let the light of your madness shine, 
and it will suddenly dawn on you. 
Madness is not to be despised and 
not to be feared, 
but instead you should give it life...
If you want to find paths, you should also not spurn madness, 
since it makes up such a great part of your nature...
Be glad that you can recognize it, 
for you will thus avoid becoming its victim. Madness is a special form of the spirit 
and clings to all teachings and philosophies, but even more to daily life, 
since life itself is full of craziness 
and at bottom utterly illogical. 
Man strives toward reason only so that he can make rules for himself. 
Life itself has no rules. 
That is its mystery and its unknown law. 
What you call knowledge 
is an attempt to impose something comprehensible on life."


C.G. Jung

Friday, August 16, 2019

Moment

An older woman walked up to me 
after my morning swim
as I was walking stick my way out to my car
 slow as a fucking slug
and says
"I watch you come in here every day 
and exercise in the pool 
... I respect you so much"
"Thank you," I replied. 
"You are most kind
You just made my day"
Didn't help me move faster
or without my good friend, pain ... 
but that touch of simple human kindness inflated my lungs with emotion
with gratitude
As my long time compadre and friend
Cameron
is prone to say when moments like these 
arrive out of the ether
"Better than winning the lottery"

~ zjm

16/8/19


Thursday, August 15, 2019

For Matt Meg and Cam

UNDERTOW 

I set out one night 
When the tide was low 
There were signs in the sky 
But I did not know I’d be caught in the grip
Of the undertow 
And ditched on a beach 
Where the sea hates to go 
With a child in my arms 
And a chill in my soul 
And my heart the shape 
Of a begging bowl

Leonard Cohen
From 'The Flame

Mt. Baldy


Only
By crossing
The Bridge to Nowhere 
In both directions

After immersion
 In desolation

Does one find
Their fucking way
Out!

Perhaps


~ zjm

15/8/19

Visitor

visiting light 
slips through my fingers
 like morning mist

~ zjm

15/8/19

Tuesday, August 13, 2019

Leaving

I don't need a reason
For what I became
I've got these excuses
They're tired and they're lame
I don't need a pardon, no no, no no, no
There's no one left to blame
I'm leaving the table
I'm out of the game
I'm leaving the table
I'm out of the game

~ Leonard Cohen

Sunday, August 11, 2019

My song for today

"I am an excitable person who only understands life lyrically, musically, in whom feelings are much stronger as reason. I am so thirsty for the marvelous that only the marvelous has power over me. Anything I can not transform into something marvelous, I let go. Reality doesn't impress me. I only believe in intoxication, in ecstasy, and when ordinary life shackles me, I escape, one way or another. No more walls."

~ Anais Nin

Saturday, August 10, 2019

Exhale

Beautiful sunrise with cool low humidity air greeting my morning. 

Left my parking lot and stopped at McDonalds to get coffee and a sausage sandwich. Talked with a young man about to end his 10 hour shift, go grocery shopping, then home to his 2 and a half, and 1 and a half year old kids, spend some time with them, and his wife, before trying to sleep this afternoon to ready himself for work tonight. 

He was full of optimism laced with fatigue ... 

I am in front of the Y, getting mentally and physically ready to make my way to the pool to swim and work out this body that battles me constantly ... 

Thinking of my daughter Megan ...  my grandkids Emilio ... Camilo ... and Neali, asleep far away on another coast ...

All of us
Tired
Resting
Getting ready 
Hunting for cagey optimism 
To live another day

Exhale ...

~ zjm

10/8/19

Friday, August 9, 2019

From the parking lot I call home





Before
I sleep ...

Cat naps in my
Projectile home
That guide me to a new dawn

Crammed in like
Charlie the Tuna in a can

Yet
There is beauty to drink
That tames the soul
And brings rest

~ zjm
9/8/2019

Wednesday, August 7, 2019

Relinquishment


August 7
First day of autumn 
On ancient calendars 

First brushes of colour
Hint of changes
On their way

Welcome or not

Dark
Cold
Snow
Shadows
Starkness 

 Death
That offers the costly
Olive branch
Of rebirth 

zjm ~