Originally posted by redbadgerWelcome back Badger Friend
I would like to thank all my good friends here on RHP for sticking with me.
Wild Geese
You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
For a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about your despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting --
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.
--Mary Oliver
In a very strange way, I am grateful for the sacrifice of your banning...it gave me time and space to consider all the ways in which I, too might find myself in a banished condition...and it narrows down, essentially to one thing...speaking my truth...even when it means I'm being a real bell-end (thank you to my friends across the pond who introduced me to that wonderful colloquialism)...loudly and wildly.
Hakima Pamela
Originally posted by hakimaI fitted carpets at Bell End Farm north Yorkshire say no more.
Welcome back Badger Friend
Wild Geese
You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
For a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about your despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear ...[text shortened]... he pond who introduced me to that wonderful colloquialism)...loudly and wildly.
Hakima Pamela
